Lucas
You just pulled an 8-inch double layer Cookies ’n Cream cake out of the fridge. The layers are perfectly even, the cream filling is billowy, and the chocolate cookie crumb coating is flawless. A friend sees your photo on social media and messages you: “Oh my gosh, can you make one for my birthday? I’ll pay you!” Your heart swells with pride—then freezes with panic. How much do you even charge?
Lucas
The kitchen is quiet now. The sweet scent of vanilla and buttercream still hangs in the air, a ghost of the busy, creative hours you just spent. On your counter sits a masterpiece—three tiers of perfectly smoothed frosting, delicate sugar flowers, and intricate piping. It’s a testament to your skill and passion. But the pickup time came and went. Your calls go to voicemail, and your texts remain unanswered. A sinking feeling creeps in. You have a fully paid, highly perishable, beautiful custom cake with nowhere to go.