It was the last few seconds of the game. It was tied at 1. Victor and the top line was on the ice, won the draw in their defensive end. Victor brought it up, straight down the middle, weaving past the defenders before he deked the goalie out and scored, just as time ran out. Victors entire team skates out and pretty much tackled him. He was beaming. They all headed into the locker room, a few minutes later Victor came out. His hair was wet and stuck to his head from the shower. He wasn't in his equipment, but his jersey hung loosely on him. He walked right up to Savannah, grinning like a fool. "Hey." He said quietly.
@ xxKitanaxx
June 6th, 2015 at 12:31am