[ Eddie's the kind of guy who'll trip over his own feet if he's not careful, so strapping him to eight wheels and telling him to go? Not exactly his idea of a fun outing.
He's been clinging to the railing the whole way thus far, slowly rolling his way forward without lifting his wheels from the floor, all while glaring down at the neon laces of his skates. It'll be worth it for the walkman, right? ]
Whoa --
[ Eddie stumbles and nearly slips when someone bumps into his side, but manages to keep himself mostly upright. It's not getting bumped into that makes him feel like his knees are about to give out, but seeing the person who bumped him. ]
Holy shit. Chrissy?
[ His voice cracks when he says her name. Is she alive, or are they both dead? ]
roller rink.
He's been clinging to the railing the whole way thus far, slowly rolling his way forward without lifting his wheels from the floor, all while glaring down at the neon laces of his skates. It'll be worth it for the walkman, right? ]
Whoa --
[ Eddie stumbles and nearly slips when someone bumps into his side, but manages to keep himself mostly upright. It's not getting bumped into that makes him feel like his knees are about to give out, but seeing the person who bumped him. ]
Holy shit. Chrissy?
[ His voice cracks when he says her name. Is she alive, or are they both dead? ]