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[color=00F8FE]Time: Morning
Location: Callum’s bedroom to Ezra’s Bakery
Interactions: Ezra [@Potter][/color]

New day, new chaos. Callum once again had a perfectly terrible idea for how to disrupt his family’s plans. Edin had put so much work into hosting a tea party for nobles, and what did every party need? Cake. So he’d gotten up early, he’d put even more effort into getting ready for the day than he had for the prince’s court. A proper scrubbing, a nice suit, and it all looked even more out of place with his face painted in bruises that were still in the awkward stage of healing that only made them look worse than they initially had. He even took the time to style his hair, making sure it looked like every portrait he’d ever seen of his grandfather George. He studied his face in the mirror, trying to perfectly mimic the same intense expression George’s face held in his portraits as well. Cal had no idea why anything involving George seemed to upset Edin so much, but if it made Edin feel anything like he felt when he thought of Edin, it seemed well worth trying. 

Once he was satisfied he left the palace with his invasive babysitters following close behind him and headed to the bakery. Nothing wrong with bringing cakes to a tea party, and he had heard his father so loved Ezra’s cakes. Cal had the hint of a smug smile as he walked, this was going to be a fun day, all he had to do now was convince the baker to attend the tea party as his plus one. It shouldn’t be difficult if the man kept bringing treats to the palace he clearly had a reason to be doing so, Cal didn’t really care what the reason was, but he guessed this would benefit both of them. 

[color=9FA1A4]“Mister Turner?”[/color] He called as he entered, [color=9FA1A4]“I’d like to purchase several of your finest cakes!”[/color] Callum wore a bright and mischievous smile.