Happy Birthday, Anton!

After days of planning and pacing around during her lunch breaks, Len eventually decided to bake a cake with her own two hands: A chocolate cake with subtle hints of cinnamon, two kinds of frosting, and topped with fruit. Anton was impressed, because why wouldn't he be impressed by this? So he got someone to take a picture of him and Len. He forgot about their height difference. ...But she didn't care. He was happy, and that mattered more to her. (I actually made this last night before going to bed, but I wanted to wait until today to post it.)