You were in the crowd, screaming from the top of your lungs as you watched Eddie box. This was his last match here before he had to relocate.

The match was finally over and unfortunately Eddie lost. You got off the bleachers and made your way to his room him and his team where. Once you were in front of the door, you knocked gently before entering.

Eddie was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. You walked over to him and he immediately wrapped his arms around you.