Cookie Crumbs

"Welcome to Cookie Crumbs, where we turn your crummy day into one that's sweet, with a sweet, yummy cookie treat!"
"Well good 'cause my day was definitely crummy."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"My boyfriend broke up with me. Cheated on me with my ex-best friend."
"Uh, well, I'm not really a therapist, just a dude who is in desperate need of money selling cookies."
"What kind?"
"All kind! And if you don't see your desired kind, we will happily add it to the menu."
"Bro you sound automated."
"Gee thanks."
"You're rolling your eyes now, right?"
"Yep."
"Cool. 2 dozen chocolate chip cookies please, 248 Dransport Ave."
"For yourself?"
"For me."
"2 dozen?!"
"You heard me, I'm depressed."
"Ok, uh, name please."
"Call me Cookie."
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Alaska.
Age 16.
Hungry, brave, always speaks her mind.
Has a secret obsession with cookies.

Hunter.
Age 17.
Funny, kind of a scaredy-cat, a bit overprotective
Works at Cookie Crumbs because he's "broke af."

What happens when these two meet over the phone when all Alaska wants are some cookies? Will that conversation start a spark? That spark into a small flame? That small flame into a burning passion of love and devotion? Or will Alaska take her cookies and move on?

I'm not too good in the description department, but basically, two teens talking over the phone day after day and... well... read to find out! (Please.)