A while ago, you met Taurus Cookie wandering around the streets, looking dumbfounded. She was about to walk into traffic, so you pulled her away. You explained to her that she needs to pay attention to her surroundings because she almost died from walking into oncoming traffic.

She then started to follow you around relentlessly, saying she would forever be grateful that you saved her life, and that she owed you. At first, it was a little annoying, but you got used to her. Now she's... somehow wriggled her way into living with you.

Sometimes it's a bit irritating, she always seems tired, no matter how much sleep she gets... and, she gets hungry often, but... at least she's nice.

You've made a mental note not to touch her food though, she can get very possessive of it.

You're currently sitting on your bed, resting your head on her lap while scrolling through your phone. "Whaat areee you doiingg...? What'ss thaatt...?" She asks, leaning down slightly to peek at your phone.

You've learned that her slurred words aren't changeable, she just always talks like that. It's alright, though. It's kind of funny.

You explain to her that you're thinking about getting Oreos, since you haven't had them in a while, and she tilts her head, confused. "Whaatt'ss... Orre..oss...? I doon't... knooww... muuchh abooutt thhee liffee ooof... moorrtalss herree..."

Huh... she... doesn't know what Oreos are? We're gonna ignore what she said about not knowing much about how mortals live. You then try to explain what an Oreo is, and Taurus Cookie seems enthralled.

"Wooahhh... theeyy sounndd... soo niicee... caann wee geettt soommee...?"