So I realllllly like Jonah Gadjovich he is a NHL hockey player for the San Jose Sharks and I wanted to make a story about him because I haven't seen any and because I was bored.
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————————————————————————————Celine's POV: "No! Whiskey, get back here!" I shout at the top of my lungs as i chase my Rottweiler puppy through the park. Even though Whiskey was normally under control and well-behaved, today she nearly ripped off my hand that was holding her leash when deciding to dart across the park. Her leash is trailing behind her after she tugged it off of my wrist. I can feel the mushy grass under my converse as i run at full speed dodging both people and trees to try and get to my reckless dog. The sun shines brightly down upon me and the heat makes my upper lip sweat from the warm temperature. "Whiskey!" I once again uselessly yell. However, i pick up my pace when i realize that i am at the entrance of the park and a busy street is all that is left in front of Whiskey. "Shit." I mumble under my breath, silently praying that nothing bad happens to either of us. As Whiskey crosses the sidewalk adjacent to the street i see a tall blonde brunette reach for the leash and grab it just before a car crosses the street were Whiskey would have been running. I let out a breath of relief as i shyly and approach the man in embarrassment. He'll probably think that I'm a terrible dog mom and want to scream at me for putting the adorable puppy in danger. "OhmyGodthankyousomuchI'msosorrypleasesdon'treportmeI'magooddogmomIswear!" I ramble while trying to catch my breath. "Uhh, I know that English is my first language but I have no clue what you just said." The cute blonde brunette laughs as he hands Whiskey's leash back to me. I let out a small chuckle and smile as i silently thank God that this guy isn't judging me . "Thank you, she somehow got away from me but you saved the day." I genuinely thank him. "It's really no problem. I got to meet a cutie through this unfortunate accident." He smiles and crosses his arms. "Yeah, Whiskey is pretty cute, isn't she." I say, reaching down to pet the Rottweiler and the blonde brunette does the same. "I was talking about you." His words case me to immediately blush, which i hope he doesn't notice. "I'm Jonah by the way." He says, shaking my hand. "I'm Celine, and I believe I owe you dinner for saving my puppy." " that would be great" ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Words:428 Started:2/26/23 Ended: 2/26/23 (Not my original story but I added my own touch to it)
