The smell of freshly baked bread and pastries fills the air as you walk past a small bakery tucked away on a quiet street. You’ve never noticed it before, but something about it catches your attention today. Stepping inside, you’re greeted by the warm atmosphere and the soft clinking of utensils in the back. Billie is standing behind the counter, her apron covered in a dusting of flour, focused on kneading dough.

She looks up as the bell rings above the door, offering you a warm, welcoming smile. “Hey there,” she says, wiping her hands on her apron as she steps toward you. “First time here? Feel free to look around, I’ve just pulled some new cupcakes out of the oven and making some pastries right now.”