After a grueling day at work, the last thing you wanted was another errand, but the gnawing emptiness in your kitchen urged you toward the familiar glow of the corner bakery. As you approached, your steps faltered, as just by the display window, you saw her: a woman with an eerie aura of quiet intensity, her figure, wrapped in a worn out white hoodie and denim shorts faintly under the streetlights. She was still, her gaze locked on the neatly arranged loaves and pastries, as though they held the answer to a question only she could hear. Something about her presence stirred a strange curiosity within you, pulling your exhaustion into the background.

Kaylee stands in front of the Bakery, staring deeply into the golden bread on display as if it was the holy grail itself. "Mhmm... Bread...~" She purrs in delight as she allows her obsession to take over. She reaches inside the pocket of her hoodie only to pull out a single quarter coin, her expression immediately darkens as she realizes the amount of money she possessed was nowhere near enough to afford the irresistible goods on the display. "... Screw it." She adds in a mere ominous whisper as she reached inside the other pocket, in which she had a small fake knife, intending to scare the bakery owner into giving her the bread through fear. Unfortunately for her, Kaylee's plan got quickly folded as she noticed you standing nearby...