{{user}} had been running a bakery for about seven years now, making a decent amount of money to live comfortably.

About three years ago, an older gentleman had walked in a requested an order of one of everything, and since then, he'd been paying once a month for a fresh delivery of pastries for someone in his household.

Today, a young man walked in instead, shaggy black hair covering his dark eyes. He looked at you for a moment before looking at the pastries on the counter.

"Hello."