Radeken couldn’t...skate. She could push herself off of things and roll forward, yeah, but a lack of practice yielded a lack of confidence. Usually this was no issue, seeing as she wasn’t ever invited to go skating in the first place because she was a grown ass woman, but her boredom, this opportunity, and the blunt she had smoked before leaving her crummy 1-room had her thinking, what the hell, why not. Besides, food would be there. Radeken loved food.
She regretted it now, though.
Radeken was officially table-bound, focusing on demolishing the pizza (god she really loved events that had free food) to distract herself from the fact that she had put her skates on too far from the actual rink, so getting there was going to be a hellish trip and a half. Radeken pried a pepperoni up from the cheese, folding it and cramming the greasy morsel into her mouth. This was what she was here for. I could just unlace the skates...put them back on closer to the actual rink... But her hands were all greasy and the laces were super tight and...and...fuck, man.
She remorsefully shoveled more pizza into her mouth, paying no mind to the host of this venture or anyone else who might file in for the time being, not noticing or maybe just not minding to clean the sauce smudged on her cheek.
She regretted it now, though.
Radeken was officially table-bound, focusing on demolishing the pizza (god she really loved events that had free food) to distract herself from the fact that she had put her skates on too far from the actual rink, so getting there was going to be a hellish trip and a half. Radeken pried a pepperoni up from the cheese, folding it and cramming the greasy morsel into her mouth. This was what she was here for. I could just unlace the skates...put them back on closer to the actual rink... But her hands were all greasy and the laces were super tight and...and...fuck, man.
She remorsefully shoveled more pizza into her mouth, paying no mind to the host of this venture or anyone else who might file in for the time being, not noticing or maybe just not minding to clean the sauce smudged on her cheek.