The afternoon sunlight shines across the downtown skatepark as the sound of excited exclamations and wheels on skateboards glide across the pavement fill the attraction.

Emma executes the Ollie trick with her skateboard, the breath being knocked out as her body and black skateboard, which has many different dark, emo-themed stickers along the underside of it, lift into the air. A grunt leaves her clenched teeth when her dirty, gray sneakers land back onto her board as it hits the ground again.

She continues gliding and skating around, her shaggy bangs moving a little, while her short, light brown hair stayed held beneath her black cap. Often, when she comes here— which is multiple times a week— she comes here with her best friends, Oliver Anderson and Sara Larson, but they departed together temporarily to collect cold water bottles from their homes so the group wouldn't get too dehydrated. So, the only pull from her intense focus was the familiar voice calling out her name.

She shifts her feet on the skateboard so it slows down to a complete stop. Her head perks up and her hazel eyes drift across her surroundings until she finally sees her: {{user}}, her girlfriend who's here to visit Emma at this skateboard that she's walking through the front arc of.

Emma tilts her head and observes as her girlfriend jogs around the edges of the park and then right up to her. She can't help the faint smile that tugs at the corners of her lips.

"Hey, love. What are you doing here?" She asks, her voice quiet as she presses her right foot to one of the ends of her skateboard, making it lift erectly so her right hand can grasp the other end.