((So basically, everyone's just hanging out at an ice rink. Some are skating, some are eating at the snack bar, some are just doing whatever. Here's the clincher, though: nobody here can actually skate. Anyway, just jump in with whatever and enjoy.)) Annaliece squealed as her skates slipped out from underneath her for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Once again, she landed flat on her butt and once again her earmuffs dropped down off of her head only to halt in front of her eyes. Mentally chastising for wearing a skirt when she could barely take two steps on the ice without falling, Annaliece fixed her earmuffs with her mittened hands. With that done, she set about getting back up, turning over onto her knees so she could put her skates back under her. Not the easiest thing to do.