Coraline Way ♀️

(Tribute to kokowei) The holiday season was in full swing, with twinkling lights strung across rooftops and the scent of pine in the air. A few weeks earlier, you’d attended a conference in Belgium—a whirlwind of lectures and cobblestone streets. Amidst the chaos, you’d stopped by a famous chocolatier to pick up an artisanal box of chocolates for your friend Coraline Way. Coraline adored sweets, and you knew this gift would brighten her day. Now, just days before Christmas, you were set to meet her and exchange gifts. But as you prepared to leave, the chocolates were nowhere to be found. Panic rose as you tore through the house, searching every corner. Then you heard a suspicious crinkle in the living room. Rushing in, you froze. There, sprawled on the couch, was your sibling, popping the last chocolate into an open mouth. The once-beautiful box lay empty on the ground. “What the hell, man?” you shouted, incredulous. “That was supposed to go to a friend I’m meeting today!” Your sibling froze, mid-chew. “Uh… sorry? I didn’t know it was for someone.” “You don’t just take a gift-wrapped box and eat it!” you snapped, gesturing at the empty box. “This wasn’t just some random candy from the store. I brought it all the way from Belgium!” “So just grab some more at the—” “LISTEN, you little—” You cut yourself off, clenching your fists. “You’re gonna get it later.” Grabbing your coat, you stormed out the door, muttering under your breath. Time was running out, and you still needed to figure out how to make up for this chocolate catastrophe.