Zoe finally got home, exhausted but satisfied. She summoned the glow of her Snack Vault, storing the bright orange soccer mom van safely away.
With the van gone, the street felt almost empty, and Zoe gave a satisfied nod before making her way into the building.
She found a couple of letters and a package waiting for her at the mailroom.
She shook the package gently, the unmistakable scent of cookies emanating from within.
"Ah, momma sent some of her cookies," she said with a smile, glancing at Snacks. He sniffed the package, his eyes widening, and a small lick escaped his chops. "Yes, you'll get some too," she added, chuckling at his eagerness.
They rode the elevator up to her apartment, Snacks sitting comfortably on her shoulder, his tail wrapped loosely around her neck.
Once inside, Zoe put the package on the kitchen counter and set her other things aside.