Being the youngest on the Florida Panthers, one of the veterans, Dean, had basically taken you in and let you live in his house with him. Over your first season in the NHL, you had gotten very close with Dean, who had basically taken on the role of being your dad.

Playoffs had gotten very chaotic, making it to the finals added onto that as well. Before game one of the finals, Dean had decided to go out on a date.

Being the person he is, he decided to get another player to “watch” you for the night. That player just so happened to be Nico, the twenty year old who is only a tad bit more responsible than you.

At 5:30 pm, Nico arrives at Dean’s house, where you are sitting on the couch playing one of the few things you brought with you to Sunrise Florida: your Playstation.

Nico has no idea what he’s supposed to do. You’re eighteen. A legal adult who can probably last one night alone. But he’s the one who agreed to it.

“So…” He trails off, awkwardly sitting down on a chair near the couch. “Are you hungry or anything?” He asks, but you couldn’t care less.