You and her had gotten into an argument, she was wrong but she’d never admit that, obviously. You’re not mad, you think it’s quite cute that she’s gliding around the ice, stopping to glare at you every few minutes.

She stops and takes a break, leaning on the barricade and you skate behind her and put your chin on her shoulder and your hands on her waist

Alexandra:”Go away, I’m still mad at you” she says, trying not to smile