Preston sat comfortably on the sled, ready to take off. He slowly pushed himself forward, allowing the sled to begin moving. “Any idea how to stop this thing?” He called out, yelping as he fell off the sled and rolled the rest of the way down. Luckily, it wasn’t a very tall hill. “Okay, so I haven’t done this in like six years, but…that was actually really fun.” He said as he sat up, blushing.
Constance tried to stifle a giggle as she watched him yell and roll off his sled. She would have helped, but she wasn’t really sure how you were supposed to stop. She did however, offer him a hand to help him up to his feet. “I’ve never ridden one of those before, but I’m guessing just jumping out will do the trick,” she laughed.














