Det var en kold vintermorgen i kollegiets travle gange, hvor Freja og Magnus gik i dyb samtale.

It was a cold winter morning in the busy hallways of the kollegie, where Freja and Magnus walked in deep conversation.

Værelset var lille, men hyggeligt.

The room was small but cozy.

Regnbuefarvede lyskæder svajede forsigtigt fra loftet, og en gammel sofa stod ved vinduet, dækket med forskellige puder.

Rainbow-colored string lights swayed gently from the ceiling, and an old sofa stood by the window, covered with various cushions.

På væggene hang plakater fra tidligere fester og eksotiske rejser.

Posters from past parties and exotic trips hung on the walls.

Freja tjekkede sin liste.

Freja checked her list.

"Vi skal planlægge en fest," sagde hun bestemt.

"We need to plan a party," she said decisively.

Men der var et lille problem; de kunne ikke huske, hvem festen var for.

But there was a small problem; they couldn't remember who the party was for.

"Det må være nogens fødselsdag," sagde Magnus og rodede i en bunke papirer på bordet.

"It must be someone's birthday," said Magnus, rummaging through a pile of papers on the table.

Jo tættere de nærmede sig Valentinsdag, jo mere travlt var det.

The closer they got to Valentine's Day, the busier it became.

Men de var nødt til at være diskrete.

But they had to be discreet.

Hvis de fejlede, kunne det blive en stor pinligt situation.

If they failed, it could become a big embarrassing situation.

Freja ville ikke skuffe nogen, og Magnus ville bare have, at alle havde det sjovt.

Freja didn't want to disappoint anyone, and Magnus just wanted everyone to have fun.

"Skal vi spørge vores venner?"

"Should we ask our friends?"

foreslog Magnus og kiggede op fra sine papirer.

suggested Magnus, looking up from his papers.

Freja rystede på hovedet.

Freja shook her head.

"Nej, vi kan ikke afsløre vores plan," svarede hun.

"No, we can't reveal our plan," she replied.

"Måske kan vi se på sociale medier."

"Maybe we can check social media."

De brugte timer på at scrolle gennem Facebook, Instagram og endda Snapchat.

They spent hours scrolling through Facebook, Instagram, and even Snapchat.

Men uden held.

But without success.

Deres vennegruppe var stor, og tilsyneladende havde ingen nævnt en nærmende fødselsdag.

Their group of friends was large, and apparently, no one had mentioned an upcoming birthday.

Magnus sukkede og lænede sig tilbage i sofaen.

Magnus sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

"Måske er det på tide at give op," sagde han træt.

"Maybe it's time to give up," he said tiredly.

Men så, som en uventet mirakel, opdagede Magnus noget.

But then, like an unexpected miracle, Magnus discovered something.

Mellem sofapuderne fandt han et gammelt indbydelseskort.

Between the sofa cushions, he found an old invitation card.

"Freja, se her!"

"Freja, look here!"

råbte han triumferende.

he shouted triumphantly.

På det krøllede kort stod der en glemt besked, "Du er inviteret til Marie's fødselsdag!"

On the crumpled card was a forgotten message, "You are invited to Marie's birthday!"

Det var en invitation fra sidste år.

It was an invitation from last year.

Freja sprang op i glæde.

Freja jumped up in joy.

"Det er Marie!

"It's Marie!

Vi planlægger for Marie!"

We're planning for Marie!"

Med en følelse af lettelse og ny energi gik de i gang med de sidste forberedelser.

With a sense of relief and new energy, they began the final preparations.

De pyntede værelset, bagte en kage og inviterede vennerne til en mindeværdig aften.

They decorated the room, baked a cake, and invited friends for a memorable evening.

Da gæsterne kom, og Marie gik ind, blev hun mødt med et stort "Surprise!"

When the guests arrived, and Marie walked in, she was met with a big "Surprise!"

Fra blussende røde balloner til sjove spil, var alt perfekt.

From blushing red balloons to fun games, everything was perfect.

Hendes ansigt lyste op, og Freja kunne endelig slappe af og nyde festlighederne.

Her face lit up, and Freja could finally relax and enjoy the festivities.

De havde gjort det.

They had done it.

Freja lærte at omfavne lidt kaos, mens Magnus forstod, at lidt forberedelse kunne gavne.

Freja learned to embrace a little chaos, while Magnus understood that a little preparation could be beneficial.

I blomstret kaos og latteren i det lille kollegieværelse fandt de to venner deres egen balance mellem orden og spontanitet.

In the blooming chaos and laughter in the small dorm room, the two friends found their own balance between order and spontaneity.