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.

hot milk spill on

with care,” Erin chimed in, her voice laced with

reassured her,

insistent, her apologies spilling

“This is on me.

I’m really sorry.

palpable tension, Stella

“Seriously, it’s fine.

just slip

a hand, Erin? This injury makes

the laptop now off, Stella and Erin hurried

study’s door clicked

for a heartbeat, then sprang into action,

it up to find

after guess-birthdays,

glances darted to the door, the fear of being caught sending a rush of adrenaline through

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