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A small smile crept onto his face as he tore the paper to shreds, pulling out one of the baked goods. “You want one?” He held it out to the other, still trying to figure out how to say thank you.

"Nah, I'd rather just watch you enjoy them," Roark responded, then added, "...Okay, that sounds kind of weird. I just meant, I'd rather you eat them, because they're for you after all."

He shrugged and placed his mug of cocoa down, leaning against his desk, staring the other up and down. “….Your cute when you all giddy.”

"You are too, that's why I brought you something!" He handed Volkner a wrapped box. "They're cupcakes, just telling you so you don't shake it or anything. I didn't know what flavors you liked best, so I got you a few different ones."

Enter Volkner walking into his classroom with a really ugly sweater that had a bunch of Stantler on it as well as some blinking christmas lights and a cup of hot cocoa. Along with the bordest expression ever. 

"So... adorable..." Volkner probably would be startled by him appearing out of nowhere like that, but it didn't even cross his mind to announce his presence. "Where do I get a matching one, huh?" He grinned.

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can’t wait until the sinnoh remakes, where we can see gym leader roark in stunning HD

The lights of the amusement part grew brighter as they got closer. “You look cute, in that. It…oddly fits you.” His eyes glanced up and then the redhead, giving his hand a soft squeeze. “I like this time of year. It’s cool but not too cold, the leavs are falling but not all of them have fallen off, smells like fall. We don’t get this much in Sunnyshore. Being a beach and all.”

He squeezed Volkner's hand back. "Yeah, autumn is nice. I always liked playing in leaf piles when I was younger because I thought I camouflaged with my red hair and all... hey, I guess you do too, kinda." Another terrible joke.

"…"At least Roark’s words were encouraging to say the least. He looked up at the wall once more, taking another step up. Alright, that as high enough. "Yeah…i’m getting pretty tired…" That was the reason he was going to use, not the fact that he was terrified of heights. And with that he repelled his way back down, landing on the ground with a soft thunk a,d tried to keep his knees from buckling under him. 

"Hey hey, you were great," he said upon Volkner's landing, flashing the other a grin. "You definitely looked a lot less stupid doing that than I did skating. Although that's not too hard to do."

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Thing had been going well till he almost got to the top where the rocks were smaller, fewer, and further between. He had just stepped up onto another foothold when… “Haa!” His foot slipped right out from under him, face meeting wall in a rather unpleasant collide. He adjusted his foot, regaining his bearings and accidentally looked back down. It wasn’t a long look, but it was enough to make him cling to the wall. 'Come on Volk…you can make it.'

"Are -- are you sure that -- ?" He didn't want to embarrass Volkner, so he cut himself off before he could ask the question. "You're doing really well, honest. Most people wouldn't even make it that far on the first try. I believe in you." He grinned up at Volkner before remembering that Volkner wasn't watching him. Hopefully, anyway, because that would mean he was looking down again. 

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He made it about halfway up the wall before taking a small break, his arms already starting to feel a bit tired. More so his fingers than anything. He took the time to look out at his view, seeing most of the arena from here, that is until he looked down. The moment he did his stomach dropped, head swiftly turning back to stare at the wall. “Holy shit…” He muttered to himself. The fact that he was this high up and the only think preventing him from falling was a rope. Well…and Roark, but still. 'Don't think about it, just keep going…'

"I can let you down, if you want," Roark said hesitantly from below. "Or if you need a rest, you can just let go and I can hold you there. I probably should have mentioned... it's better to look up than down."

Eventually they made it down to the landing, Volkner’s eyes following the different colored rocks all the way up to the top where a bell sat. That was his goal and that’s what he had to reach. “I trust you Roark, you don’t have to go into all the fancy technical stuff.” He chuckled and stole the others helmet, clipping it on. “Uhh, could you help get this adjusted…” He pointed at the helmet. 

With a nod, he tightened the helmet, then put his hands on Volkner's shoulders. "I'm sure you'll be fine. I won't judge you no matter what." Awkwardly, he leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He... wasn't too great at this whole public-displays-of-affection thing. It just made him feel flustered, and if he didn't concentrate, well, maybe he would actually drop the rope. Nah. I'm exaggerating. But... "Anyway, you can start whenever, then."