You don’t notice it at first, but with each passing second you are brought further and further into a state of...utter calm. The tantalising smell of bread wafts through the corridor with no place to go but your nostrils and if that doesn’t just warm your insides, it’s possible nothing will. Strawberry, melon, cinnamon, plain, sugar, goodness the smell quickly over lowers the scent of the candles and anything else I’m the corridor.

Not that you mind.

It’s a lovely smell. Soothing. So soothing....all your worries melt away. The fears, the anxiety, the thought of that homework you’re sure is due, what does it matter? Does anything matter? Right now, you feel very zen.

Zeeeennnnnn.