<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>The Cliff House Bistro's Ladies Room<br/>With Michelle, joining who's left</strong><br/><hr/><br/>She was embarrassed herself that she did what she did and already, her face sank low as she regretted her decision. Why am I so scared of that person? Maybe because Tristyn beat him when he was young, giving that scar on his chest and making him an asshole on the outside? Maybe it's because I don't know him and I'm afraid of the unknown? I don't know, she thought to herself as she listened to Michelle, who was adamant in preventing Danielle from running away.<br/><br/>Her arm was grabbed and her attention was fully on the woman in front of her. Michelle's scolding reminding him of her father's own scolding, but had the mother like quality like her mother. Her parents were approving of the white guy getting to know her family and like Michelle, didn't disapprove of their being together. Like Michelle, they didn't this man who sent her the message.<br/><br/>She knew that this little family cared for her and they showed more love than a few words on an E-mail. Her resolve had returned, but there was a fine line between her being confident in continuing her relationship with Tristyn and her being reluctant to go on because of this message.<br/><br/>Danielle hugged Michelle and said,<strong>"Thank you, Michelle."</strong>Despite her own drama, this woman took time out of her own world to meet her in Danielle's. She let the woman walk her out of ladies room and back outside to the table. Unfortunately, Tristyn was nowhere to be found and her opportunity to make up laid crashing on the rocks below the terrace. She saw the keys that belonged to Tristyn on the table, telling her his bike was still here. Since she didn't know how to ride a motorcycle, she turned to the remaining girls, and asked while holding up Tristyn's keys,<strong>"Can I ask someone to give me a ride back to my place?"</strong>