Mira
She sat there shyly watching Sylvia walk off.
She whispered to Takeshi "Are you like that when your drunk?" curious, she had never drank alchohol before, she didn't intend to start now.
She sat there waiting for her meal to come and when it did she sat there and nibble at the plater, the special was a fancy burger of sorts, not to big, nor to small, enough for a few bites into Mira's small stomach.
She wondered, what was happening.. she was so clueless.. she closed her eyes, remembering a night when her father was hitting her, she had nothing else to think of but dark thought that have been stored away for eons.