Freyja told Ayan that she had an allergy to onion and garlic.
Ayan rested his chin under his hand and fell into deep thought.
Daisie went closer to Freyja and whispered. “Did you do this on purpose?”
Freyja pretended as if she did not understand what Daisie was talking about and said, “What are you talking about?”
Daisie exposed her and said, “Didn't you enjoy eating garlic and onion in the dining hall?”
Freyja was stumped and replied, “I’m not allergic to the garlic and onion in the dining hall. Do you have a problem with that?”
Daisie looked toward Ayan, who was ordering food from the waiter and said, “Don’t mind about her. She can eat anything.”
Freyja was rendered speechless.
Ayan also realized something and chuckled. “It’s okay. I’ll find something that your friend can eat.”
“It isn't necessary. You're buying us a meal, and there's no reason for us to be picky about what to eat,” Daisie replied sternly. “Just order anything that you feel that’s good. I want to try the
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