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her an ordinary baker and painter finds herself exchanging notes with her neighbor that appeared out of nowhere
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him the mclaren driver that came home for a break only to find a rogue package outside his door.
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Olivia thought it would be a normal Monday. After meeting Oscar yesterday and his stunt, they were yet to cross paths again. She wouldn't hide it, she would have wanted to stay in contact with him.
But now that they had seen each other in person, she thought it would be silly to send him little sticky notes anymore. So, to stop her overthinking mind, she had baked. And when she says baked, she means it.
She had made 5 batches of brownies, 2 batches of macaroons, 3 trays of puto and 4 batches of cookies that she had tried to recreate Nana Piastri's from taste.
She knew there was something missing in her recipe like always but she put it behind her. She brought the pastries to the bakery.
It wasn't her normal bakery delivery but Nana Piastri loved surprises and she knew she missed the puto so she was glad to just get out of the house where she can't forget the sight of Oscar and the not demonic Ruru.
But what she didn't expect while entering the bakery was the sight of her very own balcony jumping neighbor sharing a cup of coffee with the owner of the business.
It was Nana Piastri who saw her first. Her eyes brightened, "Oh what a surprise!" she said as she set the cup on the table and walked to her.
Olivia let out a chuckle and hugged her back. Although her eyes met with his. His dark brown eyes widened at the sight of her.
When his nana pulled away from her, the woman pulled her to him, "Olivia, meet my grandson." She said. The baker placed the pastries on the table which did not go unnoticed by the driver.
"Olivia is my special baker Oscy." Nana Piastri said. The young man couldn't help but chuckle which made the woman confused, "What is so funny Oscar Jack Piastri." She said.
"Jack?" Olivia finally spoke with an amused smile. Oscar sent her a look which made her chuckle. Nana Piastri looked between them, "Did I miss something?" she asked.
The driver smiled at her, "She's my neighbor nana." He said. Suddenly it made sense in the woman's head, "The neighbor you couldn't stop yapping about?" she asked and looked at her baker.
The baker looked at them in shock, "You have been yapping about me?" she asked. Oscar's cheeks started to warm and he knew there was hint of red on them. But before he could say something the woman had cut him off, "Oh endlessly. I almost hit him when he told me about the balcony. How many did I tell you to keep the extra key in your bag Olivia?"
