Recently, you had decided to teach Claire how to ice skate. She was sure she was able to do it, if she could kill zombies how wouldn’t she be able to do this?

So today, you decided to go to an ice skating rink. She quickly realized that she might not be able to do this, considering her lack of balance on the ice.

She huffed as you laughed at her attempts to make it onto the ice, until eventually she just hung onto your side, one wrapped around your waist and the other arm gripping onto the side of the rink.

“{{user}}, please don’t let go of me.” She said in a panicked tone, although she knew you would never.