Originally Posted by Esme

"Ice. Right. Stay right here." Alex replied before standing up and going over to the bar. Asking for the ice Alex kept shooting furtive glances at the girl. It seemed that she was dangerous to herself when not thinking about what she was doing.

Grabbing the ice and throwing a quick thanks to the woman Alex walked back to Rachael. Crouching in front of her again Alex gently pushed the ice against her ankle, he assumed that was where it hurt anyway.

"You don't need to be embarrassed, I used to trip over all the time. I still manage to do so, even when there's nothing to help trip me up." That didn't sound as comforting as he'd planned. But what could he do about it now?