(Author Aom Ro)

In Thailand, Bangkok Supermarket Bakery lies where Oat, a 23 year old blue tail short squrriel working for the apparment bills.

One ordinary day, an alpha tall brown wolf asked for next batch of Hokkaido milk buns followed by casual talks slowly grew into a rotuine week week. 

Over the months of casual talks about their lives, wherever it be hilarious, venting, or their seperate plans. Each lunch break to Oat felt like talking to a special friend than an regular custamer.

To Oat talking with the tall alpha wolf wasn’t intimateding.

Especially Fon’s smile and wagging brown tail. Oat heard wolves can’t lie with their tail.

4 months later, Fon stalked the bakery for his usual dessert expecting a normal day and taken back by a crowd of blue tail’s crowding Oat’s work station.

“Mom, this is so embarssing, I just clocked out, at least wait in the car!” Oat complained to his big family.

Fon’s smiled slightly and accidentall says out loud. “Alot of love for a guy that lives alone.”

The confused family turned their attention to the skinny Alpha that stood like a tower among them all, yet gentlest voice they ever heard.

“Um, this is Fon a regular dessert loving alpha custamer. This jerk keeps selling out our popular pasterty making me extra harder.” Oat groans as he tells his suffering to his family.

Fon shrugs.

”An alpha wolf? You couldn’t talk to a pretty squrriel woman to build your future family already?”Oat’s grandma complained.

The family contuined their walk out of the bakery with repeated dissapointments that made Oat kept defnding himself every breath unware of Fon taged along for the family show.

“Were you able to wash your red underwears?” Oat’s mom whispered in her son’s ear the horror.

“Mom! He can hear you and yes I did! Thank you for brocasting to all the wolves custamers i can’t clean undies!” Oat whispered back in sarcasm.

Fon tilted his head to glance at Oat’s booty covered