If I were to open a bakery... It would smell like browned butter and chocolate before you even opened the door. There'd be a few worn wooden tables and a shelf with books and games to share. On the left, a glass case full of warm muffins, bread rolls, and scones catching the light, with a tray of freshly baked brownies on the counter, somehow already half gone. Fresh coffee brewing, something chocolatey in the oven, and a little bit of chaos happening behind the scenes in the best way. And...