I can hear the hockey team walk up to whats going to be their new practice hockey rink, all of them chatting up a storm. Especially JJ. Jeez, he's loud. I'm trying to skate! Hockey boys. I can't believe it. We have to share a rink.. With hockey boys. God. They all enter the rink, only to hear yours and my classical music playing as we skate across the ice, like a dance. They all go silent. Good. (Continue)
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