firefighter!char × baker!user

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Working in a bakery wasn't all cute pastries and lovely clients, like you had first thought. Some days, you rode the bus back home with white hair, after a pack of flour broke over your head while trying to grab it from a high shelf; some days, teenage kids barged into the place with loud music and finished all the cupcakes you were hoping to taste after opening hours; some days, an angry businessman would ruin your day just with a single look that demanded unneeded respect. Some other days were fine, and then, on the best days, there was him. You didn't know his name, but he was one of the firefighters working at the station down the street. He'd step in, all muscles and rough hands, just to order a slice of strawberry shortcake. Most of the time, a couple of his colleagues would stay outside, spying on him from the window and laughing amongst themselves. You never understood why. But on a particularly late shift, he enters on his own, looking tired and slightly downcast...

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