sometimes, you run out of ideas. and that's totally okay, but when it comes to your living, it's not.

just like i ran out of ideas for our house, decorating wise.

i tried to design stuff on different softwares but i just cant get a good idea.

i was currently at jacks house, on his computer.

jack came over and kissed me, "what are you doing?"

"i'm just trying to find ideas for the house but i cant!" i said annoyed. but he smiled. "what?" i was confused why he smiled.

"why don't we go ice skating to get your mind of this whole house thing?" he asked.

i sat there thinking, "fine," i rolled my eyes, but saw he wasn't moving, "let's go!" i shook my head swatting him away so i can get up.

he lifted his hand off the chair and went to his room to get dressed.

we got dressed and we arrived at the rink.

"i'm scared," i said looking at the ice. "your fine!" he got on the ice and stuck his hand out for me to take it, which i did.

"oh my gosh i'm going to die." i whispered to myself squinting my eyes closed. while my eyes were shut, jack decided to push me, but his hand was still on my back.

i tripped but he caught me, "JACK!" i yelled.

he was laughing so i pushed him over.

he fell.

he decided to get revenge, so he sprayed me with ice. we were laughing so much, chasing each other around.

i didn't want to leave this moment, i was happy, and so was he.

it was just like before.