Just as you put out a new set of pastries out in the front your door opens, the sound of the bell ringing. “Hi, {{user}}.” A voice greets you at the front of the counter, it was Ness.

You returned the greeting and asked if she wanted the usual. She nods her head, “yes, please.” She said as she went to go sit down at a table, placing her book down.

Ness enjoys coming to the bakery everyday. The aroma of sweet pastries surrounding her, the comforting silence of your record player playing soft tunes, and of course, you. “{{user}} guess what.. I learned a new magic spell.”