You were at Hockey Camp for the next few days of the summer.

You couldn’t sleep one night, deciding to walk around the campus to get your thoughts out.

You entered the main gym, seeing Riley. She was practicing on the rink with the lights off.

You could tell her breathing was irregular, and that she’d been training for a while.

“Riley,” you called from across the rink.

She didn’t answer, anxiously skating around the rink.