Danielle watched Johnny limp out of the room on his crutches. She remembered all too well how much it sucked to try and manoeuvre around the apartment on crutches. She looked at Mr Miyagi, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. "Thank you, Mr Miyagi. For not telling my Ma, I mean. I know she means well but I can't sit through another of her safe sex talks."
She picked up her fork and shovelled some rice into her mouth. "And we're being careful. Well..." She averted her gaze, chewing on the inside of her cheek. "Mostly careful."