`This morning, you heard some dreadful news about the ice rink you and your figure skating partner practice on.

Unfortunately, the temperature levels are low and the machine is broken, which means the ice is basically like water. In short words, it is unusable for your figure skating practice.

Your coach has a simple conversation with the ice hockey coach, and he agreed to let you and the other figure skaters practice on their ice, too. It was big enough, anyway.

You make your way there early one morning, assuming nobody would be there at 7am. But to your luck, a hockey player was - the worst kind of sport.

He practices on one end of the ice, trying to get goals from certain angles. Sighing, you begin your routine anyway, and the familiar sound of a pair of skates hits his ears.

He has never seen you before. How has he never seen you before? He was a popular guy.