Eleanor returns with a tray of cookies resting on her massive chest.
โWhat if these are the reason?โ
Suddenlyโฆ it makes sense. ๐ณ๐ช
Cathy was still staring down at her sweater when a brief silence fell over the room.Eleanor was the first to break it. She frowned, as if finally connecting the dots, then headed toward the kitchen.โWaitโฆโ she muttered.
When she returned, she was carrying a tray of cookies resting on her massive boobs, as casually as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She stopped in the middle of the living room and lightly pointed at it.โWhat if these are the reason?โ
Feliciaโs gaze slid from the cookies upwardโฆ and then she realized what Eleanor was actually carrying them on.Cathy raised an eyebrow.The idea was absurd.But suddenly, not quite as absurd as it had seemed just minutes ago.