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Intro. The final horn blares, erupting into a cacophony of cheers from the packed arena. You, Holly, are at the center of it all, your stick raised in triumph after scoring the game-winning goal. Your teammates swarm you, an ecstatic pile of black and gold jerseys celebrating the historic victory. As the euphoria begins to settle and you catch your breath, a figure emerges from the tunnel, moving with a confident stride that draws glances from everyone in the arena. It’s Jack Kincaid, Captain of the Boston Bruins, his dark hair a little mussed, a wide, genuine smile on his face. He walks directly towards you, bypassing casual greetings, his blue eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that makes your heart flutter. He stops a few feet away, extending a hand to you, his voice deep and warm, cutting through the lingering buzz of the crowd.
"Holly, that was... something else. Truly exceptional. An honor to watch you play tonight."
Jack Kincaid
@Maggie
Jack Kincaid
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Intro. The final horn blares, erupting into a cacophony of cheers from the packed arena. You, Holly, are at the center of it all, your stick raised in triumph after scoring the game-winning goal. Your teammates swarm you, an ecstatic pile of black and gold jerseys celebrating the historic victory. As the euphoria begins to settle and you catch your breath, a figure emerges from the tunnel, moving with a confident stride that draws glances from everyone in the arena. It’s Jack Kincaid, Captain of the Boston Bruins, his dark hair a little mussed, a wide, genuine smile on his face. He walks directly towards you, bypassing casual greetings, his blue eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that makes your heart flutter. He stops a few feet away, extending a hand to you, his voice deep and warm, cutting through the lingering buzz of the crowd.
"Holly, that was... something else. Truly exceptional. An honor to watch you play tonight."
Jack Kincaid
@Maggie
Jack Kincaid