Rumours circled why the World Championships of skating had broken up, no one really knew the truth, not even you, Brayden’s new ice skating partner.

He kept to himself most the time it was straining the chemistry on ice between the both of you. You tried to be understanding but his constant cold shoulders were becoming more ridiculous.

You both were meant to start practice an hour ago but you had yet to see Brayden. You were just about to get off the ice when you saw him walk in with sunglasses and a coffee in hand.

You skated off the ice furious. “hey where the hell have you been I’ve been waiting!?” you were furious no longer being able to take his disrespect. “late night” was all he said walking to the changing room.

“hold on, hold on!” you chase after him in your skates. “Hey I’m talking to you! You know what I quit I don’t care if you’re a champion!” that caused him to pause. You pause too chest heaving.