<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Gabriel, Closed<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Dining Room<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br/><hr/>"I bet you see a lot worse than that around here sometimes," Alex murmured, feeling dreadfully guilty for her inability to cope smoothly with the situation. "Probably see people who don't break down like this over something so small." She was desperately trying to trivialize what she had been through in her mind, to tell herself it wasn't a big deal, even though every logical part of her brain said it was a very, very big deal.<br/><br/>His arm around her felt surprisingly good, considering Alexandra's flesh wanted to crawl at the mere thought of a man touching her. Something was different about this. Perhaps it was the feel of his hand gently rubbing at her back, trying to soothe her while his other hand held hers. Perhaps it was just the desperate need to know that someone else was there. Perhaps it was the warmth he gave off, strong and comforting in a way most people would never be able to equal. Her free hand wrapped around his middle after a few moments, fingertips splaying against the small of his back, pressing gently at the tight white fabric of his tshirt, almost able to imagine his skin beneath it.<br/><br/>When he said he would file the report, Alex's eyes went wide. "Is...is that really necessary?" She asked, memories of seeing girls at other restaraunts in the states being fired for the actions of a customer... being blamed when the shift manager put his hand up your shirt without your permission. A feeling of dread gripped her as she thought about what it could mean for her if a report was filed. "I...I mean... I don't want to cause anymore trouble," she murmured as she looked up at him, still not releasing his hand or withdrawing her other from his back.