PRETEND PRINCESS
"I do. And that is why I watch others do it. Successfully. At a distance. While holding a cup of hot cocoa. As a refined animal."
"Come on," Steve encouraged, standing too close for comfort as he adjusted the board beneath my feet. "You just gotta relax, trust the board, feel the mountain, let it carry you—"
"Steve," I replied in a deadpan. "I have been a lot of things in this life. Poor, fabulous, questionably employed—but never one with a mountain."
Laughter continued.
"You've got this, Bunny," Steve grinned, messing up my shoulder. "I think you can do it."