It was a nice day out in winter. And you and Stephen were bored at home. Why not go ice skating? It sounded fun. And plus, you were a great ice skater as a kid. As you put on your skates and got onto the rink, Stephen wobbly followed you. He had his hands on your shoulder. His feet were slipping all over the place, trying to stay on his feet. He didn't know how to skate what-so-ever. He didn't want to admit that as he was embaressed. You were awesome at ice skating, and he sucked at it.