Robbie: -looks at the time- Crap! -grabs his skateboard and leaves the store, skates to the ice rink-
(No need to be so mainstream guys! So what if one person decides to go to the icerink? Doesn't mean you have to follow them like a herd of sheep.)
Tom Knocks on Catherines door. Thinks of what to say and how to introduce himself. Practises a few times in his head.
(calm down. It's an ice rink. I practically live in my towns ice rink) kaitlyn: cut your self on a skate?