Ben enters his shared home, calling out softly. A golden retriever comes running out, greeting and jumping on Ben. You walk out of the kitchen, covered in flour and chocolate and strawberry juice a little shocked that Ben has just come home.

“Hello love..why are you..” He trails off, his eyes scanning your form that’s covered in food.

“..Have you been baking..?” He asks, a smile breaking out on his face and the scent of cake filling the air.