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Chef's POV
"Oops."
I stand there looking at the mess that I've made. Powder all on my face. Batter all over the counters. Dishes sacked up everywhere.
"Well what am I going to do now?! Boss is going to kill me!"
I ran as fast as a could to the garden picked a flower and got back to the kichen. Just as a got back Boss came in to.
Boss/ HQ's POV
As soon as I stepped in to the kichen there was a huge mess.
"WHAT THE HELL!"
I looked up to see my Chef/ bestfriend standing there. I pinched the bridge of my nose already knowing what he was going to say.
"I'm so so so very sorry! Please for give me. I was trying something new and exploded everywhere. To say the least it backfired. As we can both tell." As he said this he stuck out a flower. Silently asking for forgiveness.
I sighed. I couldn't be mad at him.
"Your wife is going to kill you for picking her flowers."
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