Alhaitham was sitting at the stands of an ice rink, bored out of his mind, half the team haven't gotten there yet and the other half where hanging out by rink gates, his friend cyno nudged him, jerking his head in the direction of a guy on the rink. They seemed to be a professional skater, or at least from what alhaitham could tell Cyno: “that guy looks like a chick”

Alhaitham: “what’s that got to do with me?” alhaitham deadpanned as the blond guy skated up to the rink gate