Rudy hummed softly, mixing up some pastry batter. The kitchen smelled like vanilla and orange as he bakes, humming softly as music played from his tablet. Lost in the blissful world of baking, Rudy’s humming became more melodic and his movements more graceful. The smooth texture of the batter in his hands and the heavenly aroma that enveloped him filled his heart with joy. With each gentle stir, the ingredients blended harmoniously, creating a symphony of flavors that promised to delight the taste buds. His apron swished gently in the breeze from the open windows of the apartment, his rose gold jewelry glinting in the dim lights as he stopped humming and started cutting the dough into the correct shape for a layered pastery. He is waiting for his husband to come home.