<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Bracken Forester<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>Morning, October 27<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women's Dorm Room<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Ninotchka<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>Bracken smiled sweetly as the question of winter sports was cast his way.  Ninotchika's voice was soft and musical.  “Well, we don't have figure skating, or skiing.  But we do have hockey.  Unfortunately, I'm not the hockey coach.  As a matter of fact, I've never tried ice skating before. I've done roller skating, but that has been a while back.”  He didn't want to say how far back because he didn't want her to know how old he was at the moment.<br/><br/>They stepped into the room and he followed the blonde goddess in.  “I'm glad you like it.”  He almost reached out for her hand, but knew it was still too soon.  “I would love to eat lunch with you.  Let me show you where it is.”  he began his journey making sure that Ninotchka was right behind him.<br/><br/><<To Cafe/Kitchen>><br/><br/>