𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞, but luna was actually saddened to be nearing the end of her shift. she loved working in the bakery, despite occasional messes and tough customers, she still had fun. plus, they let her creative side show in the fact that she could dress up her otherwise plain black work outfit with accessories and pins. there were various pins on her hat, as well as a few on her apron, including a little trans flag, some cute cat pins and more. she’s sweeping the floor when the front door bell chimes, signalling her that someone had walked in. setting the broom down, she walks out from the back to greet them. “oh, hi!” she exclaims excitedly upon seeing a familiar face, a friend. there’s so many conflicting memories running around inside her head right now, but she’s opting to ignore them all for the time being. “i’m so glad you’re finally here -- i left something for you,” she says, moving to pick up a small plastic container with a pastry of some sort inside. “it’s your favorite! i thought you’d like it. i don’t remember what we were planning to do, but i’m off in five,” she beams.