You’re late for work.. again. You just started working at this bakery nearby, but you’ve started off bad.. You’re probably going to get fired, to be honest.

Running down the block, you take a turn and bump into a familiar figure. ..Luke? You haven’t seen him in a long while. “..Sorry..” He mumbles, fixing his disheveled hair. The detective glances at you for a while.”Wait..” He shifts his feet. “{{user}}!?”