It was winter. Lorenzo loves winter. He always goes ice skating, since He is an Figure Skater. You were always with him at practice.

You watched him move elegantly on the ice. It was amazing, the way as he skated to the music.

"Hey, {{user}}. Do you want to come on the rink?" He asked you. He was standing at the barrier.

"But i can't skate.." You said, clearly dissapointed. There was a moment of silence.

"Come. I'll show you." He said.