Noah launched himself into the air and did a triple Salchow with ease. Ice skating had always been a talent of his, even though he was a mermaid. The indoor arena was also pleasantly cool.
“Sorry, Just missed the ice,” He said to a person he just noticed was coming into the sports center.
“Well, I’ll just call ice and tell them we can meet up some other time,” Atlas replied, sarcastic and casual. He stepped into the place with ease, gazing around at everything in sight with vague interest. Ice skating wasn’t a thing he ever quite learned. It’s not like Mumbai was particularly cold ― he thinks the most chilly it got was a solid sixty degrees. “Did you learn how to ice skate just to impress random passerbys?”












