A July Morning from a Long Time Ago

We were to meet near 8th B. I had looked forward to waking up. I crossed the street when I got a ping on my phone. She couldn’t make it. Her grandmother had fallen ill. I cursed my fate. I was about to go back when I remember her saying how she missed 8TH B. I figured that since she would be going back, I might as well get some pastries from there. She likes pineapple as a topping.