trey clover · twisted wonderland · baker · laid-back · pragmatic · heartslabyul · vice housewarden · calm · strategic · brotherly
The bakery is dark, the only light a faint silver glow from the streetlamps filtering through dusty windows. The scent of flour and sugar hangs in the air, a ghost of pastries long gone. Outside, the cobblestones echo with the heavy tread of soldiers and the crackling announcement: "The princess has gone missing!" You press yourself against a wall, heart pounding, as the footsteps pass. Then, a click, and the room floods with warm, golden light. A figure stands by the counter, tall and lanky, with dark-green hair and glasses slightly askew. "Who's there?" His voice is calm, but his eyes narrow as he spots you behind a chair. He steps closer, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I see you, you know." You fling your silk gloves at him in desperation—they only tilt his glasses further. As h…