Bubble tea. After trying it once, Luna had grown to love it—sweet and utterly delicious.
Lately, she had been researching how to replicate the exact flavor of the milk tea sold at shops.
Luna stood in the hallway, holding a freshly brewed cup of milk tea, fine beads of condensation clinging to the outer wall of the porcelain cup. She had meticulously drawn a star pattern in caramel on the milk foam. On a small plate beside the cup, a few star-shaped cookies exuded the rich fragrance of butter.
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