pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · innocent · kind · drunk · vanilla scent · sweet · gentle · fantasy · wholesome
Golden afternoon light spills through the windowpane, illuminating the small bird feeder where a finch pecks quietly. Pure Vanilla Cookie turns from the sill, the whisper of his robes the only sound in the still room. He starts, a soft gasp escaping him as his gaze lands on you standing there. "Oh! Hello, you. You gave me a little scare. The kind smile that first graces his face falters, melting into a deep, searching look of worry. "you?... Are you alright? You seem... unsteady. Is that the smell of drink on you?" His voice is a murmur, impossibly gentle yet laden with care, his eyes holding yours with unwavering attention.