#evnoia

themed nights brought a sort of giddiness to ronnie that she looked forward to every time, her excited grin hidden under the facade of the bit she'd committed to for the night. from her hair teased to perfection and her part split way too far to the right, to the ripped netted gloves and her gir bag slung over her shoulder, she felt more than ready to take on the night. walking through the doors she paid her admission fee and sat down, lacing her skates up quickly and pulling her phone out of her bag. opening the camera app, she turned it to the front camera and brought her hand up in a faux claw, taking a selfie at a ridiculously high angle. satisfied, she placed it back in her bag and made her first lap around, spotting a familiar face and rolling straight to her. "beth! hi! i was not expecting you to be here!"

It had been quite some time Eliza had taken a day off. In fact, she couldn't remember what a day off felt like. Since childhood, her days had been packed with training and competitions and more trainings. So, to simply sit around and do nothing felt odd. She supposed she could clean, but where was the fun in that? More than anything, Eliza craved adventure, to throw caution to the wind, and just be reckless for recklessness's sake. "Take the day off," she blurted out. She turned to consider her husband, a question in her gaze. "We could go on an adventure. Just drive until we get lost. Maybe have a picnic or overnight somewhere. Whatever you want."