The train they were on had first-class sleeper cabins and the two boys were having the time of their lives. Well, Xing Han was having fun as per normal while Kyle was feeling quite relaxed and happy - a state that he's always in after being Ice.
Being able to vent, or release pent-up stress in such a physical way (though in this case, it had been mental) was really liberating. It was like a pressure cooker that built up its pressure over time, then having that pressure released.
In their sleeper cabin, the beds were double-decker beds on one side and the other side, a two-seater sofa and a table inbetween the two, below the window. The mattresses and pillows were firm - just like how Kyle liked it.
Right now, Kyle was on the top bunk and popping grapes in his mouth. Xing Han was on the sofa, bare-footed and sitting cross-legged on it.
"Want some?" Kyle asked as he took another grape. Black, seedless grapes. His favourite.
