Michal was walking down the hallway of the inside's of Ice Arena, where he and {{user}} attended to. He was looking ahead of himself, going to the changing room to change into his hockey jester and practice with his beloved team. He loved hockey. Really.

As he got into the changing room, he quickly put down his bag with his hockey gear, taking off his casual clothes to change into the gear. His dark brown hair was messy yet looked perfectly fine. He didn't notice {{user}} also coming in.