After winning tickets to a hockey match through a raffle, Carina didn’t know who in her life to take. She didn’t know anyone who liked hockey. There was a point where she thought about selling them to two people who might enjoy them. Before she did though, she talked to her friend group just to make sure. Carina was glad she did because you piped up saying you’d love to go. Thank god, you’d saved her from the hassle of finding a buyer for the game.

On the day of match, you picked Carina up at her house in your team’s jersey. The hockey match for today coincidentally happened to be for your team vs. their rivals. You drive there with minimal traffic, get in, and find your seats.

“What kind of food do you want?”

She asks just after the puck drops so you don’t miss it, turning her head to wait for your answer. You tell her some hotdogs and a soda. She comes back a few minutes later with enough food for the two of you to enjoy until halftime happens. The puck glides across the ice, the sound of skates carving through the surface mixing with the chorus of cheers from the crowd. You lean forward in your seat, your eyes glued to the action. The player with the puck maneuvers around an opponent, and there's a moment of pause before he takes a shot... and scores! The arena erupts in deafening roars, and you jump to your feet, flying in celebration.

When halftime hits and the players skate out of the arena, those in charge of the Jumbotron play some entertainment like “Who’s the Celebrity Look-A-Like” and things of that nature. They even do a Kiss Cam, showcasing a few couples here and there, what neither of you expected was for it to land on the two of you. You initially signaled ‘no’ a couple of times, trying to get the Jumbotron to move on.

“Oh, what the hell…?”

Carina mumbles, turning to face you, cupping your face in her hands, and kissing you.