At least Yuri was a good view to have. He wore flattering, body hugging clothing without thinking about it. It was just how he dressed normally when skating.

He draws his legs in, shifting to his feet so he can tie his hair up into a sloppy bun on the high back of his head.

He turns as he does so, walking without paying much mind and trips straight over Otabek.

Yuri stumbles, grabbing hard onto Otabek to avoid landing too hard. His face was pure rage, rage that would have resulted in broken souls of he didn't catch himself.

"Otabek! When did you-- you didn't say you were in town yet..."