popsicle pilferage

"Someone's been pilfering my popsicles at a steady rate!" exclaims my roommate as we raided the freezer.
"I thought they were communal!" I replied.

Communal popsicles. We had each bought a bag, and we have roughly around the same consumption rate, and I thought that it could only logically make sense that the popsicles would, in fact, be communal popsicles.

Although, had I presumed that our popsicle consumption rates differed significantly, then I would have put a label on mine, roommate proofed the bag, and staked my claim to a corner in the freezer.