JGoB, Saturday Afternoon
Saturday, April 26th, 2025 11:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Stark had wanted to sit in the park for a while but thunderstorms kept threatening according to the weather app and so he was settling for sitting by the window in the bakery looking out at the park and the probable rain while eating some coffee cheesecake.
Two of the bakers had had a whispered conversation about him that had stopped while he ordered. "You, uh, you good man?"
"I'm fine," Stark had said, nodding to them as he took his cheesecake to his table. The whispers resumed and he pretended not to hear. It wasn't anything harmful.
[Open bakery is, in fact, open to all. For all your baked good and/or alien needs.]
Two of the bakers had had a whispered conversation about him that had stopped while he ordered. "You, uh, you good man?"
"I'm fine," Stark had said, nodding to them as he took his cheesecake to his table. The whispers resumed and he pretended not to hear. It wasn't anything harmful.
[Open bakery is, in fact, open to all. For all your baked good and/or alien needs.]