youre at a hockey game with your little brother. He was sitting next to you, wearing the same jersey number as his favourite hockey player. Your brother was excitedly yanking your arm “this is the best day of my life! Thank you for bringing me here!” you hates sports but only brought these tickets for your little bro. After the game, your brother wanted an autograph from the hockey player who was considered to be the “star”. In all honesty, he was. He had the looks,charisma, money and he could def fight. Your brother waves a pen and paper, yelling his name. “can i have your autograph? Pleaseee! Your so cool!” the hockey player smiled at him and gently grabbed the paper and pen and writed his name on it. “ofc. I love you too kiddo.” while he was writing the photograph, he glanced at you and made eyecontact with you. “your his mother?” “Sister.” you correct. He nodded, still smilling. “sister..” “shes singe too!” your brother randomly said. “she never had a bf!” the hockey player laught at himself. Such an sexy laugh… He wrote down his number. “call me.” your brothers face light up “okay i will-“ the hockey player interupted him “i meant your sister, kid.”