Bad Luck (quinn hughes x oc)

IX.

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Messages

Conversation with Georgia Phan

Quinn
did you guys find the box okay?

Georgia
yes, thank you for checking and
for the tickets :)

Quinn
of course. i've got a stick down here
here with Hoa's name on it if you guys
wanna come down to the boards for
warm-ups :)

Georgia
we'll be there :)
hopefully no randos post me
on twitter this time 😭

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Michigan Men 〽️

Quinn
georgia is at my game tn. do i ask
her to hang out after? she
brought her brother and nephew
so i don't know if that would be
weird?

Becks
lmao quinn trying to court a
woman is truly entertaining

Mike
"court"
didnt realize shakespeare was in this
chat.

Dako
quinn i vote you ask her to hang
just text after the game and see if
she wants to meet up at your place

Mike
did her whole crew come in one
car because then that would be
weird if her brother had to like...
drop her off at your apartment 💀

Quinn
what a weird thing to think
i would know.
yeah first question i texted her tn
was whether she and her brother
came in one car

Mike
im sensing sarcasm

Josh
i think your senses are correct

Becks
quinny is just nervous so he's snippy

Josh
i also think you should invite her to
hang.

Becks
same

Mike
yeah just play it cool though

Dako
quinn and cool are never used in
the same sentence

Quinn
fuck off

Dako
❤️

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When Elias nudged Quinn's shoulder, it shook Quinn from his fixation on the messages in front of him. "Ready?" Elias prompted, indicating the doorway to the tunnel.

Quinn tossed his phone into the stall behind him and then scrambled to pull his jersey over his pads. With Bo out of the lineup with an injury, he would head onto the ice for warm-ups immediately behind Thatcher—which meant the guys were waiting for him.

The moment his skates hit the ice, Quinn's attention was on the boards, scanning for Georgia. When he located her, she had one hand on Hoa's shoulder and had leaned down to whisper something in the boy's ear.

Against the glass, Hoa held a sign, on which he had scrawled the message: "I wear 43 on my team because of Quinn Hughes!"

Quinn couldn't fend off the smile that broke across his lips and the warmth that filled his chest when Georgia caught his eyes over Hoa's sign. Each time he passed the corner in which they stood during the team's warm-up lines, he had to keep himself from staring too hard. Georgia's hair was down, loose black curls draped over her shoulders like waves. Hoa was jumping up and down with excitement, even as Georgia giggled at his antics.