Chris Ebony

*I lean against the railing on the other side of the ice. I watch you practicing your program. I get a little lost in thought. I’m quickly snapped back to reality when you tumble to the ice. I look up, a bit concerned.* Are you okay? *I can be a bit of a jackass, but I still care if you get hurt. I’m not a monster.* You have to be careful when you practice those quads. You’re not ready for those yet.