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Unfreeze Our Hearts Introduction Post Yulia Abdulov January 4th, 2021 Minneapolis, Minnesota The Depot Rink 1157 AM Winter had finally arrived. Slightly earlier than usual, but that was more than okay with twenty-six-year-old Yulia Abduolv. Her year round job was a bartender at one of the nearby taverns in Minneapolis, Minnesota. The job she really had an actual passion, for, was a seasonal one, unfortunately. Still, more often than not, it was very rewarding. Every year, she got to meet new faces, sometimes even see old ones from previous lessons. But the most beautiful thing for the Russian born woman was seeing them change over the months. Her favorite analogy to use was a slightly cliche one, but it worked very well, particularly with her ice-skating students. They truly did go from becoming awkward ducklings to graceful, elegant swans. There was only one real downside to this occupation, and it came in the fact she lived in Minneapolis's twin city, Saint Paul. Thankfully, the drive wasn't as far away as it could be, but ... still. It could make the journey tricky. Especially while traveling over snowy and icy roads. Ahh the irony she loved the ice and hated it. To be fair though, she didn't really know anyone who loved ice that threatened to hurl drivers off the road, so she doubted she was alone in that department. Luckily, this trip had gone well enough. Of course, there had been the usual share of people not using their blinkers in order to scoot into a lane beside them, cars honking repeatedly at one another, and the idiots who thought it was smart to text and drive simultaneously. I can't believe that's still a thing, she muttered, pulling her SUV into the parking garage. Shifting from the drive gear to park, Yulia turned the ignition off before finally sliding out herself, though not before hoisting a dufflebag over her right shoulder. Her left raised, aimed at the car, and pressed down on her key ring. As her finger pushed on the icon with a shut locked, the car's doors secured themselves. Yulia quickly dove her hand into her pockets, putting her keys away and pulling her phone out instead. According to her smart phone,she had roughly twenty to thirty minutes. Glad I made these begin at twelve thirty instead of twelve, she muttered, sighing in relief. Otherwise, she would be late, end of story. And ... well ... that wouldn't look good for Yulia. As the rink came into view, Yulia set her bag down on the nearest bench and hastily opened it. A few minutes - four to be exact - later, she emerged, wearing her outfit and skates . Yulia took a moment to study herself, smiling contently as she felt great about her appearance. Leaning over, she dug again into her bag, this time pulling out what some may call an archaic device. For her, though, it was essential a CD player. Standing up, she plugged it in, popped the top to see what CD was in ... and found it was empty. Well, need to remedy that, she murmured, pulling a case with numerous CDs out and beginning to look through them. The moment the disc started up and a calming melody began to play, Yulia officially walked onto the rink, a grin spreading over her face. Already, she felt as if she arrived at her true home. Knowing that specific CD had been uploaded with literally hours of soft, instrumental songs, there was no need to worry about changing it. With that concern out of the way, Yulia began to glide slowly along the ice, getting a slight head start with warming herself up both physically and mentally. She'd need to be ready when everyone arrived, after all.