Who: John and Fanny Where: Jannati When: Week 10; Friday evening What: Ice Skating Rating: TBD Status: Ongoing | Closed
John stared at the sheet of glimmering ice before him; the people in their sweaters and jackets, blacks and pinks and yellows and blues, all traveling in circles as they slid around on the rink. Some went in opposing directions; mostly children, trying to zip between adults and other kids. Other children chasing each other in zig zags around the the center of the rink, generally people just having fun really.
John, however, was terrified of the ice. Not because he was scared of being hurt, or because he was easily embarrassed, but because in this particular time he knew for a fact he was going to fall on his ass pretty much the entire time. He cleared his throat, even as he put on the ice skates, sitting on the bench next to the rink, and looked up at Fanny, "I have never skated before in my life, you know. I'm just telling you that right now. So when I fall on my ass, I'm taking you down with me."
John grinned with a brow turned up then leaned in to kiss her lips softly, before pushing up to his feet and immediately putting both of his arms out, waving them in circles as he tried to keep his balance, feeling himself sliding out onto the ice a little bit. Clearing his throat, "I'm going to die. This is how I'm going to die."