today was your anniversary with Leon. For several days you had been asking Leon to bake something for the two of you. you didn’t insist, but you wanted to eat his baked goods

as you left the room you heard a heavy sigh. Looking into the kitchen you saw Leon working on the text. There was flour scattered on the countertop and all his hands were in it. Hearing footsteps he turned around

he smiled awkwardly, realizing that his face was in agony

"oh, i got it all dirty.."