practice date? (C. Conway)

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The chill of the ice rink sent shivers down my spine as I stepped onto the frozen surface, clad in my Ducks jersey with my number proudly emblazoned on my chest. I glanced over at my partner and teammate, Charlie, feeling grateful to have him by my side as we prepared for practice.

As we skated around the rink, warming up our muscles and getting into the zone, I felt a sense of ease wash over me. Charlie and I had been practicing together for a long time, and we knew each other's strengths and weaknesses. We were always there to help each other out.

As practice began, we worked hard, pushing ourselves to improve our skills and tactics. I watched Charlie as he worked on his stickhandling, his determination evident on his face. I couldn't help but feel proud of him, knowing how hard he had been working to perfect his technique.

As we took a break, I leaned in to give Charlie a kiss on the cheek. He grinned at me, his eyes sparkling with love and affection. "We make a pretty good team, don't we?" he said, his voice warm and full of admiration.

I smiled back at him, feeling my heart swell with joy. "The best," I replied, reaching out to take his hand. "I'm so grateful to have you by my side, both on and off the ice."

Charlie squeezed my hand, his eyes never leaving mine. "Me too," he said softly. "I love you."

As we returned to practice, I knew that no matter what challenges came our way, we had each other's love and support to get through it all.

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