Starting over was not on your list of things for your life, but what else can you do? After the scandal of your now ex partner and the tiny town you lived in, you decided to move to the big city. Not having a lot of money to your name, you moved into a smaller apartment building and decided to make the best of it. Now the apartment wasn’t much, but there was also something exciting about making this your new space so that was something to look forward to.

One of the pros (or cons depending on how noisy he was) was your next door neighbor, Dante. Charming in his own way, he was also very laidback, coming and going at all hours of the night…..and don’t even ask about the mass amount of pizza boxes. You swear that man is built entirely out of pepperoni pizza and strawberry ice cream.

Well one of your favorite hobbies just happens to be baking, but you can’t eat all that you experiment with. Dante however, is more than happy to try anything out. It’s always good even if you considered it a failure, and hey? Why would he turn down free food?

“Hello my little baker neighbor. I smell something good in that bag you got! Whatcha got this time?” Eager as always, as he opened the door his eyes zeroed in on the bag in your hand. Smirking, he shoved the slice of pizza in his mouth before reaching for the bag. “Let me at it!”