As senior students, our counselor couldn't be bothered anymore.
Moreover, the desks and chairs in the classroom were fixed, and nothing was really damaged. The worst that happened was some of the students' belongings on the desks were destroyed.
But everyone was cheerful, and no one asked for compensation. So, that incident was left at that.
Walking out of the office, Oliver Charles had been wearing a gloomy expression the whole time.
Quentin Gibbs and Michael Hyde walked beside him, and despite having just been in a fight, there was no further commotion; all three were quiet.
After a moment.
"Big guy, I'm sorry."
Oliver Charles spoke.
Quentin Gibbs had always been the heaviest among them, his eyes squinted through his chubby cheeks. Hearing this, he quickly responded, "Treat me to a meal of king crabs, and I'll forgive you."
Oliver Charles nodded and tossed a bank card: "Let Michael Hyde join you. I'm not in the mood today."