"Well, I hope you're ok. Bye." I said to the blonde, as I hooked Connie's arm in mine and skated away.
He kept looking back at her. Staaawwwwp. I was so angry I tripped. He offered to help me up, but I batted his hand away and skated off.
Before I knew it people were getting off the ice and walking to the exit. I didn't. And neither did Connie.

Suddenly, the lights went out and I couldn't see where I was skating.
"Connie?" I called out to him.
"Where are you?" He asked.
"Over here," I said.