The final buzzer of the intense 60 minute game rang. For the first time in history, The United Centre stood silent. The Blackhawks had just lost 3-2 to the Montreal Canadiens. They had lost the Stanley cup.
You go down to the dressing room to meet your upset fiancé Patrick Kane. You looked at him, but didn't say a word. The car ride home was silent and filled with bad energy. You knew Patrick was upset, and were secretly brainstorming ways to make him feel better.
When the 2 of you finally got home he walked right past you and into the house, still very upset. You decided to put your plan into action.
As Patrick was taking a shower you put in the movie white chicks since it was so funny and made a pepperoni pizza, Patrick's favourite.
He came downstairs eventually bribed by the smell of the pizza. He grabbed a piece and came and sat down next to you.
"Are you okay babe?" you ask, treading carefully.
"You know, it sucks losing. But you know what? it means that hockey season is done and I can spend all my time with you now," he said, and actually smiled.
The two of you laughed throughout the whole movie, and were intertwined on the couch.
At about 1 am when the movie was done, you suggested that the two of you went to go swimming in the backyard.
"Last one ins a rotten egg!" you challenged, running as fast as you could to the pool.
"I'll take that bet!" Patrick replied. the two of you ran outside, taking all clothes off behind you. Patrick was in such a good mood now, it was like the game never even happened.
This is for Robyn!! I hope you like it :)
