"Scara, don't come today. Skaters took the rink." Tartaglia texted.

"Again??? Geez... So annoying." Scara replied.

"Yeah... I hate them too." Once Tartaglia clicked send, he looked at you, skating on the ice rink. He wanted to play hockey today... But his plans were ruined. Again.

"Why do you always have to come here when I want to play hockey, Huh?" He whispered to himself while looking at you.