mahiru
(ID: mDoX1T+X)
10/29/2025, 8:24:39 AM
No.6325099
>Don’t.
“You sure?”
Alice forces a smile. “Yeah.”
“You suuure?? We’re gonna bake some cookies too, I know you love sweets!”
Her smile is straining at the seams. “I’m fine. You should go without me.”
Sophie frowns, staring intently at Alice’s face. After a prolonged moment, she sighs. “Haaah, okay. I’ll be sure to bring a cookie or two back for you, okay?”
“That sounds great.”
The two of them are silent for the rest of the walk home.
~~~
December 16th. The day they first became friends.
Alice stares down at the ground, sitting underneath a certain tree from years ago. This winter felt colder than usual. Instead of super fluffy snow, most things were just frozen over in slick ice. Probably good for ice skating, she mused.
An icy breeze blows through, and the girl shivers. She rubs her hands together, breathing hot air onto them to try to warm them even a little bit, before pulling out her phone. No messages, yet. As expected. Sophie was on her super fun winter trip with her art club friends, after all. The girl puts her phone away.
“Haa… haaahh…”
The girl brings her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly as she presses her face into her stockings. Winter had never quite felt this biting before.
For the first time in a long while, she was spending this day alone.
~~~
“So then, Jack tried to hit me with a snowball, but he accidentally knocked into a tree, causing all the snow to fall onto him instead!!”
Sophie’s laughing as she gushes about the trip. Alice can only focus on the fact that she never got a message.
“That last night, watching the horror movie while we were all huddled up around the fire, it really was the best! You really should’ve gone, Alice, we all missed you so much!”
If she did, she would’ve sent that message.
“Oh, right, I almost forgot!” Sophie reaches into her bag, rummaging around, before pulling out a small bag with two cookies. “Here, like I promised!” She sticks out her tongue. “They might be smushed a little bit, there was this whole thing where someone sat on my bag, but they were made with love, okay!!”
Sophie presses it into her hands with a smile. The girl stares down at the small crumpled bag of cookies.
>Let her know how you feel.
>Smile and thank her.
“You sure?”
Alice forces a smile. “Yeah.”
“You suuure?? We’re gonna bake some cookies too, I know you love sweets!”
Her smile is straining at the seams. “I’m fine. You should go without me.”
Sophie frowns, staring intently at Alice’s face. After a prolonged moment, she sighs. “Haaah, okay. I’ll be sure to bring a cookie or two back for you, okay?”
“That sounds great.”
The two of them are silent for the rest of the walk home.
~~~
December 16th. The day they first became friends.
Alice stares down at the ground, sitting underneath a certain tree from years ago. This winter felt colder than usual. Instead of super fluffy snow, most things were just frozen over in slick ice. Probably good for ice skating, she mused.
An icy breeze blows through, and the girl shivers. She rubs her hands together, breathing hot air onto them to try to warm them even a little bit, before pulling out her phone. No messages, yet. As expected. Sophie was on her super fun winter trip with her art club friends, after all. The girl puts her phone away.
“Haa… haaahh…”
The girl brings her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly as she presses her face into her stockings. Winter had never quite felt this biting before.
For the first time in a long while, she was spending this day alone.
~~~
“So then, Jack tried to hit me with a snowball, but he accidentally knocked into a tree, causing all the snow to fall onto him instead!!”
Sophie’s laughing as she gushes about the trip. Alice can only focus on the fact that she never got a message.
“That last night, watching the horror movie while we were all huddled up around the fire, it really was the best! You really should’ve gone, Alice, we all missed you so much!”
If she did, she would’ve sent that message.
“Oh, right, I almost forgot!” Sophie reaches into her bag, rummaging around, before pulling out a small bag with two cookies. “Here, like I promised!” She sticks out her tongue. “They might be smushed a little bit, there was this whole thing where someone sat on my bag, but they were made with love, okay!!”
Sophie presses it into her hands with a smile. The girl stares down at the small crumpled bag of cookies.
>Let her know how you feel.
>Smile and thank her.