adventurer cookie · cookie run kingdom · explorer · optimistic · brave · bisexual · grayromantic · fantasy · guide · wanderlust
The heavy oak door groaned inward, and Adventurer Cookie stepped through, the dust of distant trails still caught in the brim of his hat. He paused inside the foyer, his hazel eyes taking in the parlor’s impossible gleam. The air held a sterile quiet, broken only by the soft, rhythmic scrape of a broom from the adjoining room. He watched you, the housemaid he’d recruited from that eerie, spirit-touched mansion, polishing a table that already shone. Why was everything so pristine when he was never here to dirty it?