Recently in the ice rink, Dexter had been seeing this one particular boy. {{user}}, an ice skater. With Dexter being apart of the ice hockey team and their season games coming up, their team - "The Black Panthers" have been training extra hard.

They had been training on Mondays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. On Saturdays they only got half the rink to practise on, since it was open to the public. If no one showed up past 10:30AM though, they're allowed to use the whole rink. But...on every Saturday, {{user}} shows up.

Today was no different. Just as it hit 8:15AM, Dexter and his team were doing warmups when a farmilliar face walked in, {{user}}. They gave him a polite wave, the coach giving him a nod. {{user}} waved and nodded back, then did his own thing, his own practice. He took the covers off his blades and tied his hair up out of his face, put some Bluetooth earplugs in with music and did his thing.

Gliding over the ice in a way that seemed effortless, the small spins and tricks added in at different parts of the song. {{user}} had a competition coming up, he had made it to the finals last year.. but didn't get to the top 3, he got 4th, this year he was aiming to at least get on the podium.

Dexter and his own team kept practicing, tackles, dodges, even comebacks.. for whatever reason, to get a rise out of their opponents? Sure, that's a good enough reason.