Devyn reached out to take the two cups of milk.

As she was about to hand one to Stella, her grip failed her, and the cup crashed onto the table, its contents cascading down.

The spill caught Devyn off guard.

She let out a yelp and scrambled to clean the mess.

“Stella, I’m so sorry.

What a mess I’ve made! Are you alright?”

“No worries at all.

” “No worries at all.

Devyn, still apologetic, blurted out, “I can’t believe I’ve made such a mess.

“It’s really okay.

of the hot milk spill

should’ve reminded Miss Padilla to handle with care,” Erin chimed in,

her,

insistent, her apologies spilling

“This is on me.

I’m really sorry.

tension, Stella

“Seriously, it’s fine.

just slip into

you give me a hand, Erin? This injury makes it

the laptop now off, Stella

door clicked

sprang into action,

up to find it locked

guess-birthdays,

fear of being

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