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I stirred, my eyes slowly fluttering open, and I found myself back in the comfort of my bed. The soft morning light filtered through the window as I woke up, my body still feeling a bit weak from the events of the previous day. I shifted in bed and turned my head, only to find Rachel standing at my bedside, sporting a black eye. My eyes widened in concern.

"Rachel, what happened to your eye?" I asked, my voice tinged with worry.

Rachel grinned, her usual playful spirit shining through despite the injury. "Oh, you should see the other guy," she quipped, winking at me. "Don't worry, it's just a little battle scar. I can handle myself."

I chuckled, relieved to see Rachel in good spirits. "I'm glad you're okay," I said, appreciating Rachel's loyalty and bravery.

"Well, I couldn't let you have all the fun, now could I?" Rachel replied with a mischievous glint in her eye.

As we shared a light-hearted moment, my stomach rumbled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten since the day before. Rachel's