The next day at work, Hertha couldn't wait to vent to Thalassa about Alaric.

"I just can't deal with his privileged attitude anymore! Saying he's spoiled and clueless about real life is an understatement!"

Thinking back to her conversation with Alaric yesterday still made Hertha's blood boil. It felt like there was something stuck in her chest, making it hard to breathe. She was absolutely livid. Thalassa, concerned, asked, "How's Alaric doing now?"

"Don't worry, he won't die from it," Hertha replied, still visibly fuming.

"Come on, you're friends, don't be like this," Thalassa tried to soothe her.

Hertha shared her resolve to make things right with Alaric, telling Thalassa all about it. Thalassa was well aware of the current dynamics between Hertha and Alaric.

"Thank goodness you're just friends. Living with someone whose lifestyle is worlds apart from yours would be a real nightmare," Hertha said, as if she'd just uncovered some profound truth. She told Thalassa all about the previous day's events.

the nerve to say it looked like hospital food! And that's not all; when I asked him to wash the dishes, he

laugh, "Aren't you just friends? You're getting so

then quickly retorted by tickling Thalassa, "Are you even my

laughed and squirmed away, responding, "Well, it's true, isn't it? You're angry because you had expectations, and now you're disappointed. If he were just a regular friend, you wouldn't care this

Thalassa's words hit her like a ton of bricks, sending ripples through

her eyes wide as if she'd just had a revelation. Thalassa

just friends with

there's something I've been meaning to tell you," Thalassa said softly, nudging

is it? You look so

was anxious about hearing bad

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