you dated cal in highschool. he was an amazing boyfriend. he treated you like a princess. he listened to you, helped you out with anything, and dropped everything to be with you when you were upset or needed comfort.

when it came time for college, you two mutually agreed to split ways. you both had still loved each other but you didn't want to put yourselves through long distance. cal went to notre dame in Indianna, and you went to upenn in Philadephia. you moved to Pittsburgh after school since you fot offered a job to work with the Penguins.. and cal went to play for the LA kings.

years later, cal was traded to the Flyers. and you're still in Pittsburgh, now having been the pittsburgh penguins social media manager for about seven years.

cal knew about this for so long. but you slipped out of his mind when he played for LA. but after being traded to Philly, he remembered.

a month or so into the seson, the Flyers had a game in Pittsburgh. he had woken up early and decided to go for a walk. he stopped at a cafe near his hotel. he recognized the figure in front of him.

it was you. he remembered the beautiful color of your hair and the beautiful length. he remembered your curves. your beautifully long legs. and when you thrned your head, he saw that old beauty mark he used to kiss all the time. and your perfectly pouty lips.

"hey, {{user}}." you turn around at the familiar voice. you smile at cal. he couldn't help but feel tongly. he loved seeing a smile on those lips.

"hey cal!" you said, wrapping your arms around him. "god, you look the same."

she smirked, hugging you back. "oh baby, you don't look a day over 21."

your smile remains on your face, you pull back with a faint blush on your cheeks. "oh cal.."

"its true." he smiled, putting his hand on your hip. "now let me buy you a coffee and we can catch up."