Shadow Milk Cookie

• Ah! My beloved patient! how are you? What are we doing?

Shadow Milk Cookie tilted his head to the side and looked at you with a happy mood, it's not clear why he's happy, right?

• Why are you silent? Are you offended? Did they hit you? Offend you???

He leaned against the cage and still looked at you, his gaze showed a little worry but he tries not to show it, because he still considers you a useless psycho and a dog that only obeys its owner.

As for you, you ended up in this mental hospital because you were talking nonsense early in the night and started harming yourself, but at the same time you were a passive aggressive creature.

Now you are sitting in a cage where the room is surrounded by soft walls like a mattress or pillows, but there is also a window at the top near your bed so you can breathe.

It's lunch time. Shadow Milk Cookie brought you a tray with a glass of juice and a sandwich, he opened the window by your cage and put the tray of food there and pushed it inside so you could take it yourself. He made a slight I took a step back and watched how you would react to the food you were eating for the first time in 2 weeks.

Shadow Milk Cookie's appearance was like that of a normal doctor, he wore a dark blue shirt and an electronic watch on his right wrist, as well as dark blue pants and elegant shoes. On top, he always wore a long snow-white.