a/n IM FINALLY UPDATING THIS. I've been busy and didn't really have motivation to write but here's the next chapter.
They arrived at Spilt Milk's house just as the sun was setting.
"I'm exhausted, but you have a really nice... cottage," Kooky Cookie said.
"Thank you! What kind of food do you like? I can try cooking if you're hungry."
"Hm... oh! Do you have any shrimp?"
"Let me check..."
Spilt Milk opened the freezer to see a package of shrimp.
"Yeah I have some, just not fresh," Spilt Milk checks the date, "and maybe expired?"
"Oh I'm sure it will be fine."
As Spilt Milk starts making the shrimp, Kooky Cookie decides to venture around the cottage. She finds a small at-home library and decides to pick out something to read.
Around 40 minutes later the shrimp got done and Kooky and Spilt gather around the table.
"This tastes good," Kooky said practically inhaling it.
"Thanks I guess, for it being expired it isn't so bad."
"So, where do you plan on sleeping?" Spilt Milk asked.
"The floor," Kooky said with no hesitation.
"Wouldn't that be uncomfortable? Sitting in the chair by the library would be much better."
"Oh yeah, I guess that'd work."
"Anyways, I'll be heading to bed now, goodnight Kooky."
"Night."
What is up with that milk carton? Kooky wondered. Why is she being so nice to me? Whatever, I should head to bed.
a/n i dont feel like reading it for mistakes so im sorry if there are any or if it doesnt make sense
