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2021-12-05 01:58:41Cookie's standpoint
Who in the world kidnaps someone and not give them food! I am hungry! After getting injected, I woke up in a dark room with Ursula, hungry and annoyed. A starved Cookie is a grumpy Cookie, but try telling idiots that. Ursula's persistent crying was getting on my nerves, really. She got us into this mess by being someone she is not.
Hypocrite.
'Will you stop crying,' I snapped at her. 'I'm starving!'
'I'm sorry,' she sobbed and swallowed her tears.
'What's with you anyway? Your real name is Marilyn?'
'Yes, Marilyn Barley.' a
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