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A tall figure stood at the door.
Shadow Milk tilted his head in what could have been either disbelief or amusement, or both. “Vanilly?”
His long, usually perfectly coiffed hair was a tangled mess, and his robes had gone slightly undone.
Shadow Milk's gaze didn’t stop there. He found Pure Vanilla's face, which was almost hidden behind the cookie's blonde waves.
His face was flushed red, and his eyes looked astonishingly tired.
It was clear to Shadow Milk that the great Pure Vanilla, king of the Vanilla Kingdom, was standing in front of him completely drunk off of witches-know-what.
It was new, interesting, exciting!