[@Mugin]

In a normal situation, any other person would have just said that they were ' fine ' and try to change the subject. Annaliza was not one of those people though. When ( and if ) something was bothering her, she was sure to let other people know about it. Once they were inside and all she could hear was the chatter of other people and other normal cafe sounds, she sat down with Taylor and started writing out a rather lengthy string of words onto her sketchbook while clutching her bear in her other arm. 

' [i]When I was younger and still talked, a boy tried to get close to me and ended up getting hit by a car on his way across the street to his house. He only broke a few bones and got bruised up pretty badly, but some of the others weren't so lucky. The second one happened when I was 10 and there was a fight going on. He thought he could handle it and show me that he could prove himself a good friend. An hour later he died from a cranial hemorrhage as a result of getting hit repeatedly with a pipe. The third time was a girl when I was 13, and she survived, but she can't walk anymore. I was 15 when the next one occurred, and I still can't get that lifeless look in his eyes out of my head. 

The last one before I distanced myself from people and stopped talking was when I was 16. She was a very sweet girl and had such big plans for when she got into college. The day before she was supposed to meet her soul mate we were on our way back from the mall when a mugged tried to take her bag. She sprayed him with pepper spray and he shoved her into traffic. I can still remember the sound her body made when the car ran her over. People stopped of course, but it was too late by then and her parents never stopped blaming me for what happened. I knew it was my fault though, so I just accepted their malice and still carry it with me even after my family moved here from London 5 years ago.[/i] ' 

When a waiter came over and asked what she wanted, she typed out on her phone that she wanted a peanut butter shake and a smoked turkey sandwich with extra tomato. As the waiter turned to ask Taylor what he wanted, a little sniffle escaped from Annaliza and the pen the waiter was using cracked and ink started to leak all over his hand. Quickly grabbing some napkins, she helped the waiter clean himself up; ignoring his protests that he was fine.