It's bright and early, I didn't see you this morning, so I'm guessing you went for an early run, I unlock the bakery and head to the kitchen, open the door and a bag of flour rains down on my head So I'm guessing this is where you went this morning? I look over at you, giggling to yourself in the corner, I walk over, pick you up, throw you over my shoulder and spin you around Is this payback for when I turned the hot water off on you the other day?
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