🍦| In the Vanilla Palace.

Life for you has just been stressful.

Everyday, work has just piled on you, with nobody to lend a hand.

It was like you were a ghost, did you even exist to anyone..?

Its been like this for the past three months.

Wake up. Eat. Work. Sleep. Repeat.

You sat on the edge of your bed, gripping the blank tightly.

Tears threatening to burst out and down your cheeks. Like a damn about to rupture.

Suddenly, while you were moping, you heard a faint knock at your bedroom door.

A soft-spoken voice..

"My blue bird.. is that you crying..?"

A head poked out from the now partially open door. It was Pure Vanilla Cookie.

He stood there.

"...Do you mind if I come in..?"

He gently asked for permission before entering your room. Your heart clenched at how caring he was.