H3LLBOUND 3|| Chapter 6 (SIX SEVEN HAHAHA)

Instructions

As Cookie lay in her bed, her head still rather dizzy, she heard a commotion from the room next to her own: Oliver and Madeliv's room. At first she had thought they were arguing over what Madeliv had told Cookie in the car, but it had turned out, once she listened closer, that it was a happy commotion. Rounds of giggles and laughing echoed through the wall, and a large thump, indicating someone bumping into it. " Hey! Stop that!" Madeliv yelled playfully, followed by laughing, "No, this is revenge," Oliver said matter-of-factly. Their voices trailed away from the wall, and Cookie heard an "eek! put me down! Where are you taking me!?" before they were too far from the wall to make out any words. She smiled, /They're so sweet,/ she thought of Zenefaira, and her warm, soft brown skin and her big curly hair. She thought about her adorable plump stomach and her calm demeanor, /screw it./ She climbed out of bed and out of her room, and quietly padded her way down the stairs. Zenefaira had already went home, to Carmilla's tower, after dropping Cookie off at the hotel, but Cookie hadn't quite had enough of her yet. Cookie reached the bottom of the stairs, and trotted over to the bar. " Heyy...Pop," Cookie strode over, awkwardly beginning her favor, " Could you grab me the Muscadine?" She clasped her hands together, looking at husk expectantly, " Fancy, but where are you going? Haven't you had enough liquor tonight?" Husk replied, reaching for the top shelf behind the bar, " You're one to talk about 'too much liquor,'" Cookie joked in turn, accepting the bottle lightly from his hands, placing her finger over the cork. Husk laughed his sweet, old, rumble kind of chuckle. "Be safe," He concluded, grabbing a rag from beside the counter, and continued polishing drinking glasses. "You need some help before I go? You always stay up late doing this," Cookie offered, "No, I've got it handled, go see her," He replied. Cookie stood outside the door of the tower, anxiously preparing to press the buzzer on the door. /I've never been inside the tower before,/ She thought, / What will Carmilla and Zestial think of me? Will they like me? Would they approve of me and Zenefaira?\ She fiddled with the spaghetti strap on her pink tank top, and adjusted her pink and brown plaid cadet hat, and fixed her silver star pendant necklace to the perfect position. Then she pressed the buzzer.