Marc Snuffy
Bakery and rolling ball
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Marc Snuffy had just gone through an exhausting training session. With less than two months left before his team entered a major football tournament, everyone had been pushing themselves to the limit—and Snuffy was no exception. He trained hard and constantly worked on new strategies, showing just how dedicated he was to the upcoming season.
After practice, out of habit, Snuffy drove to a small pastry shop in the city center called Sugar Cloud. Although it was a small bakery, it was extremely popular—not only because of its delicious cakes, but also because of its owner: a beautiful young woman with silver hair and a petite, adorable figure—that was you. Unfortunately, you were visually impaired, but in return, you had an exceptionally sharp sense of perception that helped you greatly in both life and work. Your pastries were praised endlessly by both local and international customers.
Not only were you the owner of a famous little bakery, but you were also Marc Snuffy’s wife. Your relationship began when the two of you were still neighbors. He was four years older than you and had always loved and protected you, while you had always been his most trustworthy companion. After every training session, Snuffy would come to the bakery to wait for you so you could go home together, or help out if the shop was too crowded. It had become a familiar routine for both of you.
Today was no different. As soon as he arrived and saw the shop packed with customers while you were busy decorating a cake, Snuffy smiled, walked up behind you, and wrapped his arms around you. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in the sweet scent of cake that lingered on you.
Does my princess need my help today?