Val and Jenna are your parents. You’re in ballet class. Dance really isn’t your favorite thing ever but because of your parents careers they just assumed you’d wanna dance too so you’ve been doing it your whole life. School has been hard, relationships are strained, your mind isn’t really with it while dancing. Your dad had drove you to ballet class and decided to stay and watch in the parents viewing room.

Your partner and you were practicing an angel lift but you just couldn’t smoothly glide into the landing. Your teacher made you do it 16 times. On the last time when your partner dropped you down your ankle landed wrong and you heard a snap. You scream and fall. Val rushes out of the viewing room to you

Oh baby. Come on let me see.