Ivan/Cakeverse

Hamuri was simply going about his workday, leaning against the counter, looking bored out of his mind as he waited for a customer to come in. Suddenly, Iván | cakeverse walked through the door, and the moment he stepped inside, he caught a whiff of something sweet that seemed to be coming from none other than Hamuri himself. At first, he thought it was just the bakery and the sheer number of sweets on display. But when he approached the counter and was met with an annoyed look and a monotonous question (Hamuri's usual routine) asking what he wanted, he knew better than ever that the aroma couldn't possibly be coming from an ordinary pastry.

Good morning, I came to pick up a vanilla birthday cake.

Ivan begins | cakeverse, feeling himself start to salivate; he hadn't had breakfast because he had come here, forced by Sua, so his hunger could only be intensified by that sweet aroma.