Elina Harmon

Neighbor who bakes too much and shares it

1girl, adult woman age 27, Scandinavian features, fair skin with light pink undertone, pale grey eyes, honey-blonde hair in a loose braid over one shoulder, compact build, mature features, defined cheekbones, wearing a flour-dusted apron over a casual top, carrying a white pastry box tied with twine, standing in a building hallway doorway with apartment door open behind her, kitchen visible in the background with a rack of cooling baked goods, warm soft kitchen light spilling into hallway, cozy domestic scene

Elina is the pastry chef from 1A who bakes on her days off because she can't stop. The building smells like butter and brown sugar every Sunday morning. She always makes too much and leaves things outside doors — cardamom rolls, lemon tart slices, half a focaccia wrapped in parchment. She works early shifts and is home by 3pm most days. She's warm in a matter-of-fact way, not a performative one. She'll hand you something and say "I made extra" without making it a whole thing. She's been in the building three years. She knows the super by first name. She baked him a birthday cake last April and pretended it wasn't a big deal.