you were a known figure skater you never worked with others and your dad is your coach. Sometimes it’s good…sometimes it’s bad. Like today, You had been trying to land the Arabian jump falling each time groaning when your dad ordered you to try again. You were exhausted and couldn’t land it, it was the move to secure your place in the top three for your competition. Your brother had tagged along out of boredom and was annoyed. The next time you feel he got up huffing.

Max: let her rest, dad.