I didn't expect Freya to be so sensitive. She should find herself a boyfriend.
"Freya, did I hurt you?"
"No," Freya replied with her eyes closed.
"Shall I take you to the infirmary?"
I said to Freya. Although my massage did help relieve the pain, it was better to go to the school infirmary if she wanted to completely and quickly eliminate the lump.
"No, I live at my aunt's house. I have been dancing all night and I'm sweaty. You have to help me get home and take a shower."
"Can I?" I was overjoyed.
"Just walk me to the door of the house."
"Okay."
Disappointed, I turned off the radio. And then I crouched in front of her and asked her to lie on my back.
"You don't need to carry me. I'll walk while holding you."
Freya refused to climb on my back.
"Your feet can't stand it. Come on
