Giselle awoke still sprawled on the table.
Hiss!
Her arms and legs were sore and numb, which made the pastry chef gently inhale as she instinctively massaged them.
She turned her head to look at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Is it already half-past two?"
The pastry chef was surprised to see the time.
She had only meant to nap for a short while; how had she slept until midnight?
Looking out of the display window, she saw that the sky had long since darkened.
The pastry chef was a bit annoyed with herself.
Not only had she wasted an entire afternoon, but she had also delayed the regular business for the next day.
After all, some ingredients for the pastries needed to be prepared in advance.
However, it was only when the pastry chef walked over to the oven behind the counter that she found not only the ingredients ready but also some finished products placed on one side of the counter.
They were numbers and teddy bear cookies that didn't spoil if left out for a while.
