Anything For You
"We had to knock him out just to assess the damage. He wouldn't sit still long enough for anyone to even work out what we were dealing with."
Lucas twisted in his seat, eyebrows raised. "Sounds like a typical Friday night for you, eh?"
Freya snorted, running a hand through her hair. "More like Tuesday. Fridays are when things get really weird."
As the others laughed, Freya caught Dan's gaze again. There was something in his eyes – respect, maybe? Or was it something more? She felt a flutter in her stomach, quickly squashing it down. Tonight was about fun with friends, nothing more. Still, as Dan launched into a story about his own medical misadventures, Freya couldn't help but lean in a litt
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