When morning came, I found that the girls were waiting downstairs for me.
It almost seemed like there was something that they wanted to say, but they seemed like they were too shy to say it.
Since they weren't saying it, it wasn't as if I could just say it for them since I had no idea what they wanted to say in the first place.
But at the very least, I saw that they had made breakfast for me.
Or at the very least, they had attempted to make breakfast.
It was better to call it the remains of their attempt at breakfast rather than breakfast itself.
Still, I wouldn't turn it down when they offered it to me.
To rank them from who did the best to who did the worst…it was clearly Veronica who did the worst.
Her food was barely edible as there were large parts of it that were burnt. It was hard to find even a part of it that wasn't burnt to eat.
