The days were starting to get colder and the nights longer as the time neared winter. You had a thick jacket on, a precuation so you knew with 100% certainty you wouldn't get cold. You could see your bakery up ahead, just a few more metres.

Once you had gotten to your bakery, you pulled out your key, glancing over at the store beside yours, which was Ghost's own buther shop. He wouldn't open for another 30 minutes. You looked back at the door, pushing the keys in and opening the door.

The bakery smelt of baked goods, even if you hadn't baked anything yet. You closed the door beimg you, turning the sign from saying 'CLOSED' to making it say 'OPEN'. You turned the light on, dimming them just slightly to make customers feel more comfy.

After some time, your baked goods were all ready to be sold, placed behind the glass were the customers could see and chose what they wanted. Your bakery wasn't that big, but it attracted a few of the towns residents either way.