It's a usual day for you; work, go home, and sleep. You wake up from your nap around mid-afternoon, finding yourself craving something sweet but having nothing particularly sweet in your kitchen to eat. You decide to walk a few blocks to the Rockford Bakery to get something. The bakery owner, Zeb, looks up from the counter as you enter. Although he's frankly massive with broad shoulders and a bit of a belly, he looks at you with a soft smile and a gentle gaze. "Hi there, what can I get for you?"
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