dallon and brendon went to the local diner they always went to. they sat in their normal booth, ordered the same milkshakes and food, but something felt off for dallon.
he thought brendon could feel like something was up too. he kept staring into dallon's eyes, like he was trying to find something.
"you alright? you haven't eaten any of your food." brendon asks before shoving more fries into his mouth.
"yea, i'm fine." dallon picks up some of his own fries and eats them.
"what's going on?" brendon asks.
"what?" dallon asks, caught off guard.
"i can tell when something is wrong, so what is it?"
"i got excepted into a college.." dallon speaks quietly.
"that's great, babe!" brendon pipes up.
"no, brendon. i got into harvard, which is in another state."
"oh." brendon frowns.
"i knew this would happen." dallon exclaims while still trying to keep his voice lowered. "are you not proud of me?"
"i am." brendon answers. "that's great, that's fantastic. fucking fan-tas-tic."
"hey, don't be like that."
brendon looks out the window to look at anything besides the boy across from him. brendon looks down at his plate. "i'm done eating."
he gets out of the booth, grabbing his wallet from his back pocket. he places $15 on the table, and then storms out the diner.
"oh god, what have i done." dallon thinks to himself.
