(It's about 5 am. Charles just got to the bakery so that he could set up for when the bakery opens at 7 am.) I sigh contentedly, unlocking the door to the bakery and walking in. I grab my apron and put it on, rolling up my sleeves and washing my hands. I start preparing the dough for the various pastries that I need to have freshly baked by opening time. (Sorry if this is weird or something, this is my first time :].. )
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