March 28th, 2020 at 11:38pm
It's been barely two weeks and Zeke was already back to the sport that he loved to play. The idea of continuing normal life after their parents' death, blew Raisen's mind. Then again, he wasn't there. He didn't hear the screams, the screeching of tires. Smell the smoke or see the blood. He wasn't there, he was here, in Canada. Playing a game when it all went down. Not Raiden though, no, she was with her parents. Coming home from the movies. Sitting on the passenger side, the side that wasn't smashed in like a sardine can.
Cheering erupted from the stadium as the Wolves scored. Raiden's bright green eyes watched at number twelve, her brother, skated circles with his arms up. Then, he went to one of the taller guys on the team and patted his back. He was the guy who had gotten into a fight a little while ago. The defender is the name of the position if Raiden's memory served her right. Mica something or other. Zeke had told Riley all of the guy's names, but most of them didn't stick with her. Her mind wasn't really on listening to her older brother talk sport at the moment.
A couple of moments later, the buzzer went off. The fans stood up and headed towards the exits to leave or to try and get an autograph from the players. Maneuvering through the people, Raiden winced as her sprained wrist was smacked by a couple of kids running to get autographs. "Little brats," Rai mumbled, moving her arm so that it was closer to her body. Then, once she was on the main level of the stadium, she walked towards the south side of the stadium. It was where the players usually exited, and also where Zeke had told her to wait for him.
Moving towards one of the pillars, Raiden pulled out her phone with her good hand. Her visitor pass would have allowed her more into the stadium where the players' friends and family got to watch the game, but she didn't want to meet strangers on her own. It just wasn't her scene.