Brendon sat on one benches on the carpeted side of one of the many Las Vegas Skate Zones, he's been coming here for 9 years. same time, same day. every week. nothing could stop him from coming to this very Skate Zone every friday. he loved skating. the sound of the plastic wheels of the skates on the polished wood floors, the sound of laughter and music blasting throughout his ears, and the feeling he gets when he could complete "five hops this time" during the cha-cha slide.
he was infatuated with the sport.
he would never get enough of it.
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rollerskates// brallon
Fanfictionrollerskating was the only thing he knew how to do
