Don turned around to face Summer with a bit of confusion, his eyebrows raising slightly. "Huh? Oh, hey? How come you haven't started off for school yet?" he asked, genuinely curious. He had fully expected her to be long gone by now.
Summer stood there awkwardly, her hands fidgeting slightly. "I don't need to hurry for club today," she said, her voice a little hesitant. "So... I thought I'd have breakfast with you guys first."
Don was inwardly surprised. He hadn't expected his words to have such a big impact on her. He had aimed to make her feel a little guilty, sure, but he hadn't anticipated that she would actually stay behind to have breakfast with them. It was a surprising change, and he wasn't entirely sure how to respond.
Summer avoided eye contact, her gaze shifting to the floor as she spoke again. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
