closed starter for @mdlyncrwfrd location: candy counter
As if it were a prize Kota held the warm cookie up to Madelyn’s face so she could get a whiff of the melting chocolate. “That’s what a cookie should smell like.” He proclaimed, happily drunk. “My mother always says I have a sweet tooth and a sour heart.” It was a joke but he briefly wondered if his parents jokes toward him were secretly jabs at each other. The theory didn’t effect Dakota’s cheerful mood however, there was too much tequila coursing through his body for that. So the thought floated away as quickly as it came and his eyes focused back on Madelyn. “You should’ve came out tonight!” He added, ignoring the fact he’d never formally invited her out before as he took a bite of the cookie and offered her some.
