Affogato Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

Even Charlie ran to snatch one. “Hey! Charlie, don’t think I don’t know you already ate an entire tray!” Adrian scolded, all while also joining the cookie heist! While everyone enjoyed their unfair share of cookies, they all complimented the flavor. “The pistachio is the perfect match,” Riley muttered. “No wonder my husband didn’t want to share.” “I absolutely loved the cookie dough,” Freya remarked. “It went so well with the crunchiness of the nuts!” “Love it, dude! Love it!” Kian said while chewing down his last piece. “You gotta sell these at your farm’s shop.”

When Vivian arrived with her bag she almost finished the whole serving, which was 6 pieces of 3 inch cookies. "I’m happy to know that you love cookies." Vivian said as she watched her eat the last piece. "Yeah, they are good! Your assistant told me you made them. Gosh, you are so talented Ms. Bloom." She says as she wipes the corners of her mouth and takes a sip of the hot coco. Vivian smiled from ear to ear upon hearing her praises. "Please just call me, Vivian." She then walked towards her, then hands her the bag and the release forms. As she glances at the form that Latton is signing, she notices her date of birth.

Alfi seemed excited. “Yeah. And there will be free Nekopara Jacket for one lucky guest!” Koji exclaimed. “Aww, why not custom shirt instead?” Alfi looked disappointed. “What shirt do you want anyway?” Koji asked. “Hokari Kanae, Euphoria,” Alfi replied. “Really? She’s a bitch, you know?” Rian said. “Bitch? What do you mean?” Alfi looked curious. “Huh? You don’t play the VN(Visual Novel)?”

Blackie: ‘Host…’ （ ﾟДﾟ）’…from where are you pulling out all this crap? Author Note: I have a ko-fi page. So if my work brings you joy and you want to both earn extra chapters for everyone and support my writing, sending a coffee my way would make a world of difference. 😘 ko-fi.com/lucypandora

"Let us go to my favorite cafe, shall we?" Marco charmingly asked. I nodded. I began taking random pictures of people and the environment as we walked. A wide smile was on my lips. Marco took me by hand once again. I noticed a cafe in sight. Panella. What a beautiful name, to be honest. It had a window display of intricate dough sculptures shaped like the Colosseum and other Rome icons. The outside sitting area had patio chairs and tables. It was draped in colorful shade-giving flowers, giving off a beautiful setting to take coffee.