“Hey, hey, hey. Please— wait, help, help!” Spencer called out to you, his arms flailing around trying to find you, a scared expression on his face.

You had decided to take Spencer ice skating for a nice date. But you didn’t really think that through because Spencer can’t ice skate for the life of him.

You chuckle softly, slowing down and stopping beside him, taking hold of his hand. As soon as you did that, both of his hands wrapped tightly around your arm.

“Why would you take me to this??”