skate the platform edge (but i won't catch you when you fall) [1/?]
Rating: T for now for swearing and banter, M in later chapters
Word Count: 3593
Summary: Ray has no idea who the guy is, the one that lounges in the metal stands of his local ice rink, hidden behind a baseball cap and a newspaper (or the light of his iPhone), but when he hears the motherfucker snickering after he takes a spectacular spill on the ice, he figures he must not know who Ray is, either. But hey, if it lets him take a break from the pressure of preparing for the Championships, Ray’s all too happy to find someone to laugh with.
(tl;dr: the figureskating!AU.)