It took a bit of asking around but she had finally gotten the address to Katt's bakery. Walking down the street she was very glad for the good weather they seemed to be having.
Wearing the usual black band hoodie with a Pink Floyd logo on it, hiphugging black skinny jeans, and Converse completed the outfit. The hood up to hide her hair and features from any curious on-lookers. As excited about the wedding she was she did try to keep some things low-key. One could only take getting barraged with a million questions everyday for so long.
Tucked under her arm was a binder with sketches and drawings done by her brother. He said they were ideas for the cake. She trusted her brother to an extent.
Stopping in front of the shop she would read the sign just to re-affirm she was in the right place. Placing a hand on the door she would push it open as she moved inside. Letting her eyesight adjust and the door close behind her. Taking a brief look around before calling here, "Hello? Is anyone here? It's Darcy I have an order for a wedding cake I'd like to place."
Wearing the usual black band hoodie with a Pink Floyd logo on it, hiphugging black skinny jeans, and Converse completed the outfit. The hood up to hide her hair and features from any curious on-lookers. As excited about the wedding she was she did try to keep some things low-key. One could only take getting barraged with a million questions everyday for so long.
Tucked under her arm was a binder with sketches and drawings done by her brother. He said they were ideas for the cake. She trusted her brother to an extent.
Stopping in front of the shop she would read the sign just to re-affirm she was in the right place. Placing a hand on the door she would push it open as she moved inside. Letting her eyesight adjust and the door close behind her. Taking a brief look around before calling here, "Hello? Is anyone here? It's Darcy I have an order for a wedding cake I'd like to place."