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(You're shadow milk cookie!)

Pure Vanilla, now Truthless Recluse, was trying to adapt to the new lifestyle of the Spire of Deceit. It wasn't easy thought, since Shadow Milk Cookie was... very specific with him.

He noticed how Shadow Milk Cookie treated him a lot more differently than how he treated him before taking his souljam. He now treated him like luckiest Cookie ever.

Right now, Pure Vanilla was trying to change his robe into his pajamas, but he noticed something odd under his robe...

"Shadow Milk Cookie, I have a complaint about the clothes under my robe..."

Pure vanilla spoke monotonely, peeking at Shadow Milk Cookie's door. Pure Vanilla only wore a sleepless navy blue turtleneck and long navy blue socks.