Freya hummed along to the radio, bobbing her head and swaying her hips as she mixed the pancake batter. For some reason she was very happy this morning, and no, it had nothing to do with waking up on Zack.
"Good morning, Freya," Xavier's voice said behind her.
She turned and smiled broadly, "Morning Xavier."
"You seem to be in a good mood today," he remarked, raising an eyebrow.
"It's just one of those days," she said, sitting down next to him at the island, "What would you like on your pancakes?"
"Strawberries, please," he yawned.
She nodded and set to work cutting up the fruit. Meanwhile, Xavier tapped his hand on the island as if looking for something.
"Have you seen my eye drops anywhere?"
She looked around and found them on the other side of the island, so sh
