As Olive watched the car disappear from view, she let out a heavy sigh. "I hope he'll be okay," she said, her expression sad.
Lucas placed a hand on her shoulder, offering comfort. "He will be. Austin is a strong boy. I'm sure he'll get over Samuel's death soon."
Olive brushed his hand off, her eyes flashing with annoyance. "Can't you stand alone? I'm not a tree you should rest on."
Lucas raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "When did I treat you like a tree?"
Olive rolled her eyes. "It's supposed to be a pat. But you refused to remove your hand, using me as a tree to rest on." She shook her head, muttering under her breath, "Lazy ass."
Mark intervened, sensing tension. "Hey, guys, let's cut it out. We're back to school after two weeks."
"Yeah! Back to school work, practicals, homeworks. Olive chimed in as she let out a heavy sigh.
"You don't want to be back to school?" Lucas asked with a smirk.
