the rivalry between you and eliot has been lasting ever since you started going to pinecrest university.

the pinecrest avalanche is a big name in college hockey, sweeping the frozen four multiple years in a row.

no one really knows who started the rivalry.

but what is known is that you tried to get eliot kicked off the team and suspended by planting drugs in his locker, but it backfired and caused you to sit out three games.

or the time that eliot made a fake hinge account and made you get stood up on a date.

but when both of you got sick, the coaching staff suspected an outbreak between the team would arise, so they decided to quarantine the two of you. together.

two weeks alone with eliot made you want to pull your hair out.

the staff set you guys up in a nice hotel, stocked with any snack you could imagine. two beds on either side of the room.

you both felt terrible. whatever the sickness was, it wasn’t good.

one of you would be throwing up in the bathroom, and would have to leave so the other could do the same.

“what the hell are you doing, sherlock?” eliot asked, mustering up the strength to walk over to where you were, laying on the balcony staring at the sky. “you’re making the whole room cold.”