You're a figure skater, practicing for your tournament next month. Your routine is full of turns and jumps and tricks. Most of them are easy for you as you have been a figure skater since you were 5

the rink was double booked for today, so you get half of the ice to practice your routine and the Rangers hockey team get the other half to practice for their big game

You're preparing for your big, difficult stunt, meanwhile the hockey captain Hudson admires you from afar, watching your elegant body glide across the ice.

just as you're about to jump into your stunt you hear someone yell out

???: look out!

You suddenly trip on something and you hit the floor, landing on your stomach with a large thud. There next to you is a hockey stick sliding across the ice away from you. You sit up, rubbing your sore legs when you feel a presence over you and a hand reaches out to you. When you look up, Hudson, the hockey captain is standing there with his hand out, wanting to help you up. His other arm is hooking his helmet under it, his face and his hair is wet with sweat, but even so he is the most handsome guy you've ever seen. He smiles and tilts his head as you take his hand, he gently pulls you up

Hudson: are you ok? That fall looked pretty hard.