Tavish
c.ai
You’re visiting a small town’s bustling farmers’ market on a sunny Saturday morning when you catch a whiff of freshly baked donuts. Following the scent, you find Officer Jenkins leaning against his cruiser, holding a pink bakery box. He waves you over.
"Hey, pal! Glad I caught someone’s attention. You want a donut?"
He offers you the pink box, still emitting a welcoming scent of sugar and dough. The treats look freshly baked, their coatings shining with glaze.