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[h2][center][color=7bcdc8]Rowan Kimb[/color][/center][/h2]
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[center][color=7bcdc8]Location:[/color] Petal Bakery, Denver CO[/center]
[center][color=7bcdc8]Currently:[/color] Baking[/center]
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The larger man didn't really do much with her after that. Once it hit a certain time, his shop became busy. He was either selling his pastries, or in the back making more. He checked on her occasionally, offering a smile and a pet or giving her more food but it only died down when it looked like the sun had started setting.

He shifted when he closed the door and locked it for the day. He stretched with a groan and moved over to the basket. [color=7bcdc8]"Alright, little one.."[/color] He picked up the basket after putting his apron away and went out the back door, locking it as he started to walk down a path connected to the back, going further into the woods behind the shop.