11-17-2018, 02:37 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; font-family: raleway; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px;"]he accepted her hand, and a part of her, small and deep down (or so she’d claim), was disappointed that she wouldn’t be able to see the man bust his ass out of pride. but she could respect someone who could accept a hand of help.
“i dunno,” she says with a shrug of one shoulder, “keep your feet shoulder width apart, relax, and feel confident. if you’re nervous, you’re gonna bust your ass. i mean, you’re gonna bust your ass no matter what, but it’ll hurt more if you don’t embrace it ahead of time.” she said simply, moving to skate backwards while facing him, attempting to pull him out onto the rink and away from the wall. she didn’t want him to turn into a wall hugger, because heaven only knew it was like putting training wheels on a bike – wall huggers only grew too dependant on it, and never took the risk of getting into the middle of the floor.
“i dunno,” she says with a shrug of one shoulder, “keep your feet shoulder width apart, relax, and feel confident. if you’re nervous, you’re gonna bust your ass. i mean, you’re gonna bust your ass no matter what, but it’ll hurt more if you don’t embrace it ahead of time.” she said simply, moving to skate backwards while facing him, attempting to pull him out onto the rink and away from the wall. she didn’t want him to turn into a wall hugger, because heaven only knew it was like putting training wheels on a bike – wall huggers only grew too dependant on it, and never took the risk of getting into the middle of the floor.