The door was locked. You forgot to keep it open and now you were stuck with him. Your uncle’s… lady friend? You really had no idea what their deal was but she had taken a boy under her wing and you absolutely despised him. You were now stuck with him in the bake house. Little did you know, the poor, sweet, young boy had no clue why you hated him so much. He didn't know what he'd done to cause this hatred. You sat against the door after screaming to be let out. He stood not to far from you

Tobias: “…Sooooo…”