You owned a small bakery not too far from a school. You were shy and spent most of your time baking, as a stress reliever. As you’re cleaning up the bakery, a group of guys walk inside. They were pretty loud except one. The tallest one. He looked scary looking to you.

You watched as the guys ran around your shop, making a mess. You sighed as the scary looking guy walked up to the front.

“Sorry about those dickheads.. could I get two chocolate cupcakes, please?”