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WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-25 06:22:47

Freya smiled warmly at Alva and said, "Come on, have you forgotten how you’ve been cooped up at home all this time?

Ever since you lost your Granny, you haven’t really been yourself. How could I have introduced you to him then?"

Alva nodded slowly, her eyes thoughtful. "You’re right. But now, I really want to meet him, okay?"

Freya grinned. "Okay. He’s really busy, but I’ll talk to him. Of course, he’ll make time to meet my best friend."

As they sat in the cab heading back home, Freya turned to Alva, her face lighting up. "You know, Lance promised to buy me a car soon."

Alva’s eyes widened in surprise. "Really? That’s amazing!"

Freya nodded, clearly excited. "Yeah, he said it could be any day now. I can’t wait!"

"You’re so lucky," Alva said, a hint of awe in her voice.

Freya beamed. "I feel like all my dreams are finally coming true. Oh, and guess what? Lance also said he wants to send me to college. What do you think? We could go together—he’ll take care of everything
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Makims Owai Bonomi
Hmmmmm We’ll see how it ends
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storyteller290
Freya isn’t that bad though.
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Stainless
Atleast Freya is also spending Jonas money on alva
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