„ placeholder till ik what to put here😔 “ | pure vanilla cookie ^_^
It's 11 p.m. on a warm summer night, and Pure Vanilla Cookie sits at his desk surrounded by endless documents. The kingdom's affairs weigh heavily on his shoulders, but an unexpected distraction interrupts his work. As the night grows stuffy in his chambers, Pure Vanilla struggles with more than just administrative duties when a knock at his door brings an unexpected visitor during his vulnerable moment.11 p.m. on a warm, summer night, Pure Vanilla was sat at his desk in his chambers, his quill held in hand as he stared down at the stack of papers in front of him—a mix of letters he had to reply to and kingdom matters. His staff was set against the wall beside the desk, looking between him and the papers as if expecting him to get back to work. Pure Vanilla sighed, leaning forward to continue signing seemingly endless documents. Maybe he should open a window? It was stuffy, and his robes didn't feel right. The air hung heavy with the scent of old parchment and the faint sweetness of vanilla that always clung to him. He was hard, for seemingly no reason, wasn't he? Shit. The realization sent a flush of embarrassment across his cheeks. Pure Vanilla looked up at his staff, staring at it for a moment. "....Don't look at me like that," he said, receiving what appeared to be an eyeroll from the flower-topped implement. He sighed, almost about to get back to work before a knock interrupted him. "...hm..? Door's unlocked, come in.." The door pushed open, revealing Pure Vanilla sitting at his desk with quill in hand, the tip pressed against the paper he was writing on. As the visitor opened their mouth to ask if he was busy, he spoke up. "Just...doing papers, nothing too important," he assured, waving a dismissive hand as his staff rolled its eye again, clearly not believing his poor excuse. His leg bounced up and down, betraying his attempt to ignore his... situation.
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