Yvette looked up in response to the call at her, and finding Summer standing right before her, Yvette's face looked like she just got back life in her. She immediately got up from her desk, grabbing Summer by her hands. "Summer, when didya come back?"
"This mornin'… but what happened to you, gurl? You look as bad as a dead fish." Slightly panicked, Summer instinctively reached out for Yvette's forehead. But it wasn't hot at all, rather, her entire body felt strangely cold. She is stressed about something, which is rare for a girl like her who is always calm, calculative, and collected.
Yvette opened her mouth, but stopped before speaking up anything. With a frantic and panicked look, she gazed around her once. She took a little breath to cool herself down, and when she did, she looked much more stable to Summer. "Shall we go somewhere else?"
"Right now?"
Yvette eagerly nodded her head in response.
