Novel & Cerita Cookie Chaos Level 23

She retorted with annoyance. “It’s the perfect nickname; all crunchy and hard on the outside with a sweet, soft gooey center.” He grinned and winked at her. She felt her face warm with a blush of embarrassment, while she tried to glare at him for calling her a snack with a soft, gooey center. His grin only got more amused at her annoyance. “Eat up, Cookie. From what I know, hacking is hard work.” He chuckled and walked away, she was tempted to stick her tongue out at him, but her attention was drawn to the chaos he had caused on her desk with the plate.

'Screw it, it's just sugar right. She grabbed the bag and downed it all in one go. Some fell down her chin and unto her laptop and the powder shimmered once more. Trix swallowed the powder and blinked as her head began to spin. She suddenly lost consciousness and her slammed into the keyboard, writing a series of incoherent words. The bushes outside her window trembled and a pair of feline eyes peered through. *DO DRUGS AND NO UNDERAGE DRINKING. APOLOGIES TO ANY OFFENCE CAUSED WITH THE READING OF THIS CHAPTER.* COMMENT, VOTE AND SHARE ♥️♥️♥️

I… I'm going to be the supervisor? I looked at him and gave a slight nod. "You deserve this." In the nearby apartment building, several older women who had been leaning over their balconies to watch the scene were now frantically trying to delete the filthy messages they had posted in the residents' group chat earlier. But the system's flat notification kept chiming again and again. "This message was sent more than two minutes ago and can't be recalled."

My stomach growled loudly and my mouth filled with water as my eyes fell on the delicious cookies. We both went to the table and took our seats. I grabbed a cookie and took a huge bite. I moaned as the flavor of fresh vanilla with sweet chocolate burst into my mouth. Chris leaned over towards my ear and cleared his throat. I looked at him with a raised brow and annoyed look. Chris: If you moan again candy, I swear to God I will fuck you right here on this table and in front of everyone. My eyes widened as he whispered into my ear. I slapped his arm playfully and he chuckled.

Grandma said, immediately Peirce and Sniffia stood up looked through the window, saw Node smiling and waving at them. Sniffia twisted her lips then sat down back, “What did he want again?” she said, took one of the cookies on the plate, placed it in her mouth, “hmmm. though his recipes are top notch but... ” crunching the cookies in her mouth, Peirce looked at her, “Top notch? Well, I think he really likes you.” Peirce said, smiling, Sniffia twirled her hair while staring at Peirce in a disappointing way,

He tells her. She lets out a squeal and does a little dance in her seat. I call it her happy food dance. I look around, and everyone is smiling at her. There is a sealed dish on her tray with something in it. She squeals again when she opens it. There are four large cookies with some type of cream in the middle. Nate asks Ms Amy what they are. I know for a fact that Ms Amy has just made a new best friend. The cookies themselves are chocolate mocha with raspberry almond cream filling. She pops the top back on and starts eating. I hear a growl, and we look over. Tyler is trying to get himself a cookie.

“Wait… Did you poison this?” We both glanced down at the plate at the same time. Six cookies had magically reduced to two. “If I wanted to, you’d be down already, Liam,” I said, deadpan. He blinked, then smirked, clearly enjoying himself. “Arrrgh, you’re getting me worked up. What do you want? And no, I’m not telling you my secret facial glow recipe.” He ran his palm over his cheek with such dramatic flair that if there were an audience, they’d be throwing roses at his feet.

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.”

“So much… warmth.” “It’s because the heat works,” Michael offered, sitting cross-legged on the floor like an interviewer. “Mm,” Gina said, unsure of how to react to that. Mex leaned against the armchair, arms folded, “What kind of cookies did you bring?”, he asked, “and do they contain hidden raisins?” Gina brightened, “Chocolate chip. With a little sea salt.” “Acceptable,” Mex commented seriously.

Within an hour I had ten super cookies sitting on the kitchen table. BTW, I bet you’re thinking I’m a total freak right? Probably true, but what are you going to do about it, nothing right. You’re just going to keep on eating your hamburger, be careful not to spill any carcass remains on the page. Not long after, a face suddenly appeared on one of the cookies and winked at me, it said, ‘You need to give me to Jamie first. It’s my destiny!’ So I stumbled over the table and managed to crumble up all the Tylenol into a glass, I then added a splash of Jack Daniels from my Dads’ liquor cabinet and poured Coke in. I started thinking about taking a shower in Coke when the buzzer went off.