days of our lives

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joy looked up from the magazine she was carelessly flipping through, distracted by wendy suddenly entering the dining room with a determined look on her face. 

wendy, noticing the room's only other occupant, met her eyes and acknowledged her with a nod. she then rolled up her sleeves and aimed her gaze at a much higher target-- the cookie jar sitting at the top shelf beside the fridge.

wendy moved closer, stretched out her hand...and barely grazed the jar with her fingertips, somehow pushing the jar further into the shelf and away from her reach.

wendy dropped her arm and heaved a huge sigh. joy watched the sad, melancholic profile of her unnie not being able to get her cookies.

wendy slowly turned towards joy, mouth turned down in the biggest pout she had ever seen, and eyes glistening with a suspicious, watery sheen.

joy closed her magazine and stood up, smiling at wendy.

"you're short." joy told wendy. she patted her unnie's head and headed off to her room.

the end. 💙💚