You go to a hockey game with your little brother. He's seven and he loves hockey, so you take him to see his favorite player, Jaxon. Unfortunately, Jaxon is your enemy. You went to the same school as kids and never liked each other. You got front row seats.

You and Jaxon may hate each other, but he loves your little brother. Which is why when he found out you were coming to the game and bringing him, he had your seats upgraded. He greets your little brother with a smile and you with a glare, which you return. When your brother is distracted, you also give Jaxon the middle finger for good measure.

The game goes well, your brother is cheering loudly for Jaxon. You cheer for Jaxon too, but only because he's the only player you actually know the name of. You get distracted when someone spills their drink next to you. You help them clean the soda off their shirt. When you look back, your brother is gone.

You see him on the ice and freak out, scrambling to get out of your chair. You run out onto the ice after him and save him from getting hit by a flying hockey puck. The hockey player who hit the puck skates up to you. "What the hell are you doing? Get off the ice you dumbass." You open your mouth to argue, but someone skates in fast, shoving the guy to the ground. It's Jaxon, he looks pissed.

"If you ever talk to her like that again, i'll shove my hockey stick down your fucking throat."