The Alight Roller Skating Rink had a rectangular shape. Its main attraction had the size of an olympic pool. The waxed floorboards offered a smooth (and slippery) experience to skaters. The establishment also had two floors, keeping the upper one to its sides and allowing the customers to watch the rink from any spot.
Silver foil coated the ceiling. Lights in purple, blue, yellow and pink glowed from it. Tiny rotating spotlights whirled on the walls and the floor. Chairs and tables matched the colorful theme. Booming disco music thumped around the enclosed space.
People from different age groups occupied both the seats and the rink.
Eve squealed as soon as she entered. It differed from her childhood but it contained the identical spirit. The song crawled over her skin and flowed in her veins. It sang to her soul, reviving the little girl inside. She could spend hours here and not become tired.
Ambryan dusted his shoes on the doormat. After he finished, he stood there for a while. No one came in and out. Nothing bumped into him. His gaze stared straight ahead. The decorations paled in comparison to what he saw.
Crimson wavy hair swayed before him. A pink flared skirt did the same. Legs and feet staying in place, raised forearms circled alternatively like they swam in a pool. Hands pushed the air away from the body.
They moved without a care in the world.
He sighed through his nose as a memory flashed in his eyes. Melodic laughter echoed in his ears. Pearly white teeth gleamed from the sunlight. The combination was contagious. It drew him and pulled up the corners of his lips.
As it faded away, it left a warm feeling in his chest.
He welcomed it.
"This is so cool!" Eve exclaimed above the music. She spun on her heel and met a pair of violet eyes. Her lips stretched into a full-blown smile. "Thank you so much for bringing me here. I'll make sure that this trip won't go waste."
She didn't wait for a reply and skipped over to a counter. Shelves of roller blades stood behind its staff worker. A group of teenage girls headed for the rink, holding their rental shoes.
"One pair of Size 7 with socks, please," Eve said and took out her wallet. The zipper ripped open under her grip. Her fingers counted the money inside. She searched the counter for the rate, hoping to give the exact amount.
"And a pair of Size 10 for me. Hold the socks." Ambryan cut in and handed over a paper bill. The corresponding roller blades dropped on the counter. Then, the worker took the money and punched on the cash register.
Eve tucked her wallet back in her bag. She crossed her arms over her chest and exhaled sharply. "I could have paid for myself."
She would have paid for him too. This was her idea after all. It was technically under her invitation. It was only natural that she'd be the person to treat her companion. The place wasn't as hot as outside but it was warm.
She figured he'd be uncomfortable in his suit and jacket.
Instead, he merely shrugged and gave her a pair of roller blades. He lifted them up as if they were the tea set from earlier. "I know but I wanted to pay for our date."
She caught them in her arms. They weighed heavier than other shoes—which was a given since they had wheels and metal pieces. "Did your mother tell you to do that?"
Granted, she hadn't witnessed him date that much. The shopping idea gave her some insight though. She decided to think that Ambryan had zero knowledge on dating. Anything that hinted that he did was probably from Avery's speeches.
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