Skating wasn't something that was completely foreign to Raven, thankfully, but neither was it something she was exactly stellar at. She could recall a couple of times she'd gone with Charles, but they weren't that often, especially not when he had his thesis to write. It had been years. Even longer, considering the fact that the last time she took a break to actually live was sometime before Erik got locked up. Back when things were better. Less fucked up.
But things were quieter again, and she thought she had the chance to take a little time for herself. Maybe enjoy the winter. So she grabbed a pair of skates and hit the local outdoor rink, a massive place filled with people laughing and enjoying themselves, and she quietly pretended that she was there with Charles. She didn't delude herself with any sort of thought that Erik would be there, waiting for her with hot chocolate; it was too domestic, and he was never that. He transcended that.
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Date: 2014-07-15 06:32 am (UTC)But things were quieter again, and she thought she had the chance to take a little time for herself. Maybe enjoy the winter. So she grabbed a pair of skates and hit the local outdoor rink, a massive place filled with people laughing and enjoying themselves, and she quietly pretended that she was there with Charles. She didn't delude herself with any sort of thought that Erik would be there, waiting for her with hot chocolate; it was too domestic, and he was never that. He transcended that.