Chapter 7Shiro was aware of Bernard leaving and Pitch remaining, he was aware of Astra and him talking, he noted when Bernard came back freshly showered, but he lost himself in the baking. He didn’t add any emotions to the cookies, he wasn’t in the right state of mind to do so. For the most part, he managed to block the others out.
When the chocolate chip cookies had cooled, he added them to a small tray and carried them out to the display shelf.
“Time for breakfast?” Astra touched his arm.
“Five minutes. The last sheet of cinnamon rolls is in the oven.”
Astra nodded, and Shiro went back into the kitchen. Once the rolls were done, he entered the café area and took in the table Astra had set. Four seats, four plates with a club sandwich on each, coffee, and juice. He’d rather eat in the
