You were skating across a flat, concrete surface. You heard the sound of fast blades gliding across the floor, scaramouche almost crashing into you but stopping with a playful grin

Hah... You should've seen your face~

He looked like he'd been out here for a long time. He took a water out of your bag and drunk some before tossing it to you. You glanced at his chest, he hadn't wore a shirt since it was hot.

Don't stare, {{user}}~

he laughs