Hannah’s eyes widen in recognition. “No way,” she says, grinning. “You’re in this class?”
Lindsay looks between you two. “Wait, hold up. You know each other?”
And just like that, you’re back in the mix—surrounded by cutting boards, strangers, and the unexpected warmth of an old friend who remembers the same couch forts and snack breaks you do.
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