There is a gift for Wilford. There is also a Mark, in a change from last year. He can hardly turn back now, anyway, when they’re standing face to face and the package is in his hands.
Well… he could. But it would look rather foolish.
“I thought I’d finally come and give the roller rink a try,” he says, nodding towards the rink in question. It’s a part of the Roller he had been avoiding on purpose — to not look like a baby deer struggling to walk, mostly. “And to deliver a very important parcel, of course.”
Inside is a fancy reporter’s notebook and pen; with the added benefit that the ink will never run out and neither, somehow, will the pages. Mark doubts Wilford will be one to question it. Happy Birthday. (@stageplayhero SKIDS in. am i late to wilford birthday??)
@stageplayhero (NO YOU ARE NOT LATE BECAUSE I WAS OUT YESTERDAY AND TRAVELLING TODAY :D )
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Business was winding down for the day in the Roller. Wilford had just returned from storing his card from the staff somewhere safe when something - or rather, someone - caught his attention.
"Ya - wha - huh?" It was rare to make the talkative reporter struggle to find words. Mark willingly wanted to go skating?? And there was a present?? This was a lot of good news in one go! The present was the first thing to be addressed, revealing a rather pretty notebook and matching pen. One would swear Wilford's eyes sparkled as he flipped through the empty pages. So many possibilities. So many questions that needed answering! So many mysteries to make comments about and look professional while doing so!!
"Thank you. Y've got a good eye fer these sorta things. I promise not ta use 'em on ya fer an impromptu interview." He could not make a similar promise for scheduled interviews. "C'mon. Let's getcha on th' rink. It's quiet in th' evening. This'll be th' best chance ta try it out. Trust me - it's safer than ice skating."
