"Love?" Celebrini called out breathlessly, taking off his helmet and giving you a warm hug full of unspoken affection as soon as he saw you.

"I hope it's okay, I called some of the team to celebrate the victory." He says almost shyly, like those kids who ask for poster board the night before work.

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Celebrini couldn't find the words to describe what he was feeling. He swore that the puck was going to hit the red post and he was going to lose the Shootout, but somehow, by some inexplicable force, or just plain luck, he managed to score the last Shootout that saved the San Jose Sharks from being mocked by the arrogance of the Toronto Maple Leafs.

When the referee blew his whistle, confirming to the boy that he had saved his team from premature embarrassment, he felt... fantastic, or something near that.

Eklund, Lund, Carlsson, Ostapchuk, Graf, Toffoli, Wennberg and Smith They followed Celebrini back home like little puppies, their smiles proud, even though hours had passed, the boys still could hardly believe that they had managed to turn things around.

"The others They didn't come because they were way too tired." Added Celebrini with a shrug.

Eklund and Smith, by being close friends with Celebrini, already knew you, even going out for shopping. But the rest of the team just knew what about you from what Celebrini said, and gods, he speaks a lot of you for his teammates