` It was the evening in the bakery already and I swear it was jading. Too excessively jading compared to my job at Clef Studio where I enjoyed every bit of it. I started to weigh my decision here if it's right that I went back here, but I brushed it off as quick as I could knowingly that they were allowing me to relax and have a vacation for a bit. My mother left early to rest which was fine with me for she had her kidney transplant just four months ago so I just volunteered to do the rest of the work here which she was thankful for. However, my stomach was rumbling already and I'm so done with bread and pastries that's why I just sat here in the counter and waited for the time. The bell above the door suddenly rang, as I craned my head to get a good look and it was him again.
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