Oh hockey after parties were seriously no fucking joke.

Puck bunnies, drunk players, a joint rotation in the corner… They were pretty insane.

The New Jersey Devils got a dub, winning a game 6-2… So the party was gonna be absolutely batshit crazy and everyone damn well knew it.

Loud music, the smell of smoke and people making out absolutely everywhere. Totally was not your scene, but hell to it.. Might as well get loose and have some fucking fun while you could.

There was already a pretty big ruckus in the kitchen area, presumably some shots game… So you decide to check it out, you were never a big drinker but it was super entertaining seeing people get shitfaced just to drink more when they’re all amped up and ready for a challenge.

Some of the younger players of the Devils were already pretty wasted, but Jack was not. He was definitely getting there though.

While you were watching them play the game, you were thoroughly entertained by the whole ordeal. Some were on point with scoring while the others were so hammered they couldn’t even flip the cup.

That was until some drunk right winger called out ‘BODY SHOTS’!!

The team cheered, obviously so down with the idea. Aw shit this CANNOT be good.

Vodka, salt and lime slices were laid out on the table… Jack had his eye right on you. Honestly it seemed like he was staring into your fucking soul with how hard he was staring.

He motioned with his hand, totally oblivious to who you were or why you were invited… He didn’t care, he just wanted to do a shot off ya.

“Cmon..” He muttered, still motioning you over with his hand. His speech was a bit slurred, not too bad. “Lay down.”

Oh son of a bitch, is this really how this night was gonna go??