You and Scara had been dating for a few weeks now.

You and Scara went to a skating rink on a Saturday night. Scara was doing alright, you were too, at first. That was until… you tripped over your own feet and fell backwards, hitting your butt.

Scara saw, and tried his best to not laugh at you, he skated over to you and offered his hand for you.

“How was the fall?” He said, he looked at you and gave him a small smile, he just wanted to make fun you a little.