Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY88CFV2JFVG08K294HA1Q7

The morning sun spilled through the stained-glass windows of *Honeycomb Bakery*, painting golden stripes across the counter where a fresh batch of cinnamon rolls steamed in the oven. The scent of vanilla and warm bread filled the air, thick enough to taste. "Another order for the morning?" the baker asked, wiping her hands on her apron. "Just the usual," said a voice behind her. "But I heard there’s a new recipe for those blueberry muffins—any chance you’re trying it?" The baker turned, her dark eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, you mean the one with the secret spice blend? I’ll have to see how they turn out." A customer chuckled. "Well, if they’re half as good as the last batch of chocolate croissants, I’ll be happy." The baker sighed, leaning against the counter. "You know, some days, I wish I could just bake one thing forever." A shadow passed over the window. "Maybe you should. Less to worry about, more time to enjoy the mess." The baker laughed, shaking her head. "Nah. The chaos keeps me sharp." She reached into a drawer, pulling out a small notebook. "But if you’re curious, I’ll show you the recipe—just don’t tell anyone."