((This is a Donnie POV! （´・｀ ）♡))

Casey was at an ice-rank at 11:27 pm, he was skating alone. Holding his hockey stick with a tight grip as he positioned himself. The net straight ahead of him as he leaned his arm back, and hit the puck. The puck went soaring as it glided across the cold floor. Hitting the net, and causing Casey to cheer. “Woohoo!!!”

Thats when Casey glanced over, and saw you; Donnie. You had two cups of hot-cocoa in your hands. “Hm? Oh hey Dee’! Whatcha got there?”