A girl named Charlie walked into a milkshake bar the bell rings as she opens the door a strong Scent of sweets greet her. Charlie had toffee colored soft skin teal wavy hair down to her shoulders , brown cinnamon eyes her right eyebrow had a portion shaved. She walked in with her skull t-shirt one of her arm holes empty because of the arm she was lacking. With her usual black ripped jeans. She usually went here without her prosthetic arm because she felt nice and safe here. In the cozy warm atmosphere with of coffee in her hand. She looked over and then her friend Amelia her pink strawberry hair messy but casual at the same time her green eyes shone like emeralds. Her warm smile with her slim lips. Her fair skin with freckles on her face and somewhat stained apron that read "owner of the milkshake bar!"Charlie broke the silence "hi Amelia" she chirped. Amelia replied In a gentle voice "hello Charlie how are you today?" Charlie responded in a cheerful voice "great!"
They chatted for a while clearly enjoying each other's company Charlie took a sip of her coffee. But something was off... the coffee tasted different. Amelia called her name snapping her out of her thoughts. Charlie shrugged off the disturbing feeling as Amelia asked "can you help me prepare the ice cream for tomorrow?" Charlie quickly replied with yes. "Great! See you here at 6:00pm!" Charlie got up quickly thanked her and then got up and left. Walking over to her house.
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Milkshake. Old
HorreurIt's a bone chilling story about a milkshake bar which is really popular the main character Charlie goes there all the time since she's good friends with the owner Amelia. One day she tasted something different in her coffee that she usually likes t...
