{{user}} noticed the way Tommy was coming out of his shell with this hockey team that was around him so often now.

{{user}} wouldn’t admit the small jealousy since Tommy was {{user}}’s figure skating partner not theirs, not even the same sport but {{user}} doesn’t let this consume them.

But what {{user}} didn’t expect was Tommy inviting {{user}} to come to breakfast with him and the hockey team he befriended.

It’s scary, to {{user}}, they don’t talk to people often, Tommy and their couch and some family, that’s it. That’s who they talk to.

But {{user}} agrees anyway.

When {{user}} is finished with the morning stretches and forms and has cycled through all the dry land practices of the routines in the studio, {{user}} heads to the cafeteria. It’s later than they thought it would be, so they aren’t expecting anyone to still be there- they’re alright sitting alone if they must, it wouldn’t phase them. 

(At least, that’s what they tells themselves.) 

Surprisingly, there are still people in there, and the sound of them all talking makes Tommy sitting with a hockey player who looks older than everyone, JSchlat was it? Ranboo noticed {{user}} waving them over. He looks excited to see , {{user}} all delighted, like he’s been waiting. Which, that’s ridiculous, he wouldn’t, but maybe.