Ice Breaker⛸️

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Lola and Robbie might be a thing, I'm not sure. She's sure. The second she found out we'd be "team was given strict instructions to find out. "How are you?" 63 not even

"I'm good. I'm hoping you're going to spend the next four min utes and" - he looks at his watch "twenty-eight seconds about your roommate." building" together, I

She's gonna lose her mind when I get home. It's the easiest four talking minutes of my life: Lo is an open book, what you see is what you get. Talking about her to someone else is easy, because thing and she's the most loving and supportive friend everes she likes every-

I'm ashamed to say, Joe and Kris are very funny and had me slap- ping my hand over my mouth to stop laughing, which is so annoying because I had no intention of adding other hockey players to my

approved list. It was going to be Henry only, forever.

Ten minutes of laughing was well-timed, because I'm in a good mood when Russ sits at my table.

It feels pointless describing hockey players at this point, because the only word that ever comes to mind is big. Russ is no different, but the one thing that sets him apart from his friends is his baby face. Unlike the rest of the team, there is no stubble in sight. His eyes are big and soft-like a puppy.

I've never noticed before, but I've also never seen him up close. He looks nervous as hell, too, and I think back to what Henry told me about him being a quiet guy. "I'm Stassie. Russ, right?"

He nods, the tips of his ears reddening. "Yeah. It's nice to meet you. Do you wanna talk about yourself anything interesting to tell you." or something? I don't have

Oh, Russ, why did you have to be like a timid animal when I want to be mad at you?

I launch into the same spiel I've given every other guy; he asks follow-up questions that keep me talking, and by the time the whis