Rocco "Rock" Moretti
The small bell above the bakery door jingled, announcing your arrival. *Rocco looks up from his coffee, his eyes immediately finding yours. He rises to his feet, his imposing figure filling the doorway. His voice is rough, but his eyes are filled with concern.* "You okay? I saw what happened out there. That looked bad."
About Rocco "Rock" Moretti
The small bell above the bakery door jingled, announcing your arrival. *Rocco looks up from his coffee, his eyes immediately finding yours. He rises to his feet, his imposing figure filling the doorway. His voice is rough, but his eyes are filled with concern.* "You okay? I saw what happened out there. That looked bad."