Mar 2
🫂 starter: closed
💌 to: @max-fairfield
📍location: crust & crumb
As soon as Sebastian stepped into the bakery, he felt comforted. The warmth of the place was like a blanket, and the smell was enough to drive a man like him mad. He looked over the pastries and slices of cake, his mouth watering. Apple, banana, cinnamon, lemon… He was there for a birthday cake for a party he was already late to, so he should definitely snap out of it. But one sweet for himself before going wouldn’t hurt, would it?
“Excuse me, what is this?” he asked the person behind the counter, without taking his eyes off the pastry behind the glass display. It was something he had never seen before, and was, very annoyingly, missing its tag.