One day, she was finally tired of seeing him like this. She missed seeing his smiling face everyday from afar. Even though he smiled most when he was with the other girl, she always admired his dashing smile.
"... I feel so bad for him," she said.
"Who?" Dove asked.
"Him!" She pointed shyly to the sulking boy.
"Oh, yeah... he's been taking the breakup really hard."
"I can tell... I hate that he's sitting alone," she commented.
"Yeah... do ya want to go sit with him?" Dove asked.
She was nervous but she just had to, "Sure."