starter for: @marinmanrayar. location: the sweet spot. time: morning, around 10am.
His niece’s birthday was later today. She was turning six and this was apparently a big deal. She’s growing up, Santino, this is a big one, his sister claims why she wipes her motherly tears. And Santino couldn’t help but smile and playfully roll his eyes. Things were going well until the cake arrived and it said Carlos instead of Carla, which was his niece’s name. His poor sister basically had a heart attack in the middle of their childhood home. “I’ll fix it, I’ll fix it. Give me, I don’t know, an hour? I’ll be back.”
Santino makes his way to The Sweet Spot with a sheet cake settling on the passengers side. He heads inside once he arrives, cake in hand, hoping to find Marin. “Hey, sorry, is Marin in today?” He chuckles lightly to the nearest worker, “We’re having a cake emergency.”








