@melting-for-you liked for a starter!
She hovered nervously, running a gloved hand through her hair. C’mon, Danielle. Pull yourself together. You’ve done way scarier stuff than this.
The though was less reassuring that she’d hoped. Yes, over the past years, she’d gotten herself into - and back out of - a lot of scrapes. She’d visited hundreds of places, talked to probably thousands of people. Shyness wasn’t usually part of her vocabulary.
But usually, she wasn’t meeting someone she considered her brother.
Another deep breath, and another moment’s hesitation, before she finally ducked into the building. This is where Danny had said he was staying. If he wasn’t here, then she could just leave, and not have to do this. But she had to at least TRY.