[Poggio]

At some point fabios's grip had loosened from kavi's arms but he still remained close, leeching the warmth from his roommate was another batch of snow threatened to fall. The question still threw him off. Fabio was of the age of gift cards and clothes and never really desired anything. He pursed his lips to the sky as they neared the place and unlatching himself fully he opened the door to invite Kavi into the warmth of the shop. “Let me think.” He said though his thoughts were ruined by the illuminated display of cakes and cookies before him. Grinning he gestured for Kavi to come closer. “Choose one, my treat.”