narrowed his brow while examining the bag carefully before taking it from his senior. it was pretty and pleasing toward the eyes. plus he made it himself, so he would consider it homemade. “alright, what’s the catch, is slime going to come out the bag and ruin my hair?” he chuckled before unwrapping the bow and opening the bag to find….
“Nonono, no slime at all!” Though, he’d have to that make a mental note for a future prank. “It’s cookies, just cookies.” His lips curve up into a wider smile, eyes lighting up as he watches him open his gift. “I hope you like them!” Though, he wouldn’t have the chance to tell him that he lied. He didn’t make them but someone else did; someone who makes cookies – infamous cookies – quite often.
