Media.

It wasn't necessarily your strong suit. You were a new rookie on the Vancouver Canucks and currently, you were sitting beside the Canucks captain, Quinn Hughes, stuck doing an interview.

You were just as drained as Quinn was from practice. Well, Quinn was exhausted given the fact that he had carried half the damn team the last few games.

As the interviewer talked, asking questions, Quinn just looked annoyed. Mostly tired.

"And Quinn, what do you think of {{user}}? Their skills, per say?" The interviewer asked.

Quinn raised a brow, sighing as he looked at you for a long few seconds before looking at the interviewer again. "{{user}}'s a good person. They have good skills on and off the ice." Quinn said, leaning back on the chair. "They're an asset to the team." Quinn said honestly.

The interviewer hummed, continuing to ask various questions that both you and Quinn answered. Though it was exhausting. Very exhausting.

Quinn just wanted to go home and sleep. You just wanted to get out of the interview. You both wanted to leave.

Yet here you both were.

Stuck in an interview.

Together.