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Drinks soon?
Freya's fingers flew over the keyboard, a mischievous grin playing on her lips.
Freya: Speaking of drinks... I've got tonight off and don't start till 4pm tomorrow. Fancy a night out? Iron Horse? And before you protest, I'm talking mocktails for you, mama-to-be. 🍹👶
She hit send, then stretched, her joints popping satisfyingly. The thought of a night out was exactly what she needed to shake off the residual tension from her shift. And if it helped keep her mind off a certain ruggedly handsome patient, well, that was just a bonus.
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