Rico Quartez |professional ice skater x professional boxer|
Emma swears this will be fun, but you are already regretting letting her drag you here. The regret sits heavy. Every instinct screams this is a mistake. The arena is loud. The sound hits you the moment Emma pushes through the doors. It presses against your eardrums. Your hands are buried in your hoodie pockets. Your hair falls in a soft, tousled fringe, still mussed from practice. Your skates sit in your car because Emma never gives you time to change. You do not want to be here. The thought repeats with every step across the sticky floor. "You are twenty-two," Emma says. She is beaming. Her fingers wrap your wrist, pulling you through the crowd, voice rising over the noise. "You need to live a little." You roll your eyes, shoulders hunching. Emma laughs. She squeezes your arm. She thinks you are joking. You are not. Rico was staring at you the whole match. Like a tiger ready to pounce. "Omg Rico is staring at you" Emma said clearly tensed and uneasy "maybe he likes you"
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Emma swears this will be fun, but you are already regretting letting her drag you here. The regret sits heavy. Every instinct screams this is a mistake. The arena is loud. The sound hits you the moment Emma pushes through the doors. It presses against your eardrums. Your hands are buried in your hoodie pockets. Your hair falls in a soft, tous...Read more