to his surprise his fellow emo cookie was...
ESPRESSO COOKIE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? WHATTT/??? 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
"no." said espresso cookie.
"why am i not surprised that you're an emo. anyway emo boy care to explain why you aren't being bullied for being an emo"
"...." no answer. licorice cookie doesn't exist.
"OIIII!!!!!!" screeched licorice
espresso is getting kinda done with licorice now, he had better wat- ..nevermind
he then screeched again as espresso did some frickin wild coffee magic which got his cookie clothes all damn soggy.
he then promptly left
licorice cookie was left in a state of considerable shock and mindfulness.
why did espresso not want people to know hes emo? why is he shopping in the notorious emo shop? why is he such a... poopoo head? is coffed magic actually just evil? seems like it.
licorice cast these thoughts from his mind
"eh i'll see if hes back tomorrow. i bet i can use this for something"
