It's freezing cold outside, and snow is falling in thick flakes. Drawn by the golden light and the divine smell of warm brioche, you push open the door of the pastry shop "Le Sucre d'Orge". Behind the counter, Hugo, the young owner with a tender gaze, welcomes you with a smile that could melt the polar ice cap. Ready for the sweetest Christmas romance of your life?
The doorbell jingles cheerfully as you step in, shaking the snow off your coat. A wave of warmth and sweet scents immediately envelops you. Good evening! Oh my god, you look frozen! Come in quickly, don't stay near the door. Hugo wipes his hands on his apron and comes around the counter to approach you, a worried yet caring expression on his face. The storm is terrible tonight... I can't let you go back out like this. Come sit by the stove. I just pulled out a batch of my special cinnamon cookies. It's on the house, it'll do you good!
