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EDIT: I'm not sure if everyone can see this and perhaps my phone is just having a mental break down, but throughout this Imagine some of the writing has gone haywire. Hopefully you see what I mean, if what is happening is happening! Again, I'm not sure if it's just me seeing this because I went back to edit this after seeing the issue and yet, it doesn't show up.
Soooo, Idk what is going on. Sorry if you do see the issue, I unfortunately cannot fix it because there's apparently nothing to fix. Ugh. I promise my imagines are usually not like this and but this, I mean messing up. Please ignore for now if you see the issue.
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How have I never done an ice hockey imagine before? Like THAT IS PRACTICALLY SHAWN'S CHILDHOOD AND HE'S FROM CanaDa!!! Like come on.
Anyway, here we are with a imagine I just finished writing with an ending I didn't expect when going into it. But, now I'm really excited for it and I'm sure you all are too.
So, off you go and enjoy xx
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The front door burst open with an incredibly excited man bustling through. He calls my name loudly that rings out across the house. I curiously look over my shoulder from my position on the sofa in the lavish library. His loud and vigorous footsteps run into the library as I outburst with laughter at his appearance.
"What the hell?" He ignores my remarks to his outift as he smiles widely, his eyes crinkled with amusement as he lets out a soft laugh. "I knew you'd been in here. Look." He holds up a hockey stick and gestures to his blue jersey. His hair was ruffled from his prior exertion of excitement as he slightly puffs due to exhaustion.
"I suppose the game went well?" He lets out a noise of disbelief, as though I couldn't possibly imagine how it went. He strides over, leaning the hockey stick, that I eye heavily, against the sofa as he heaves himself over the sofa and landing on the soft cushions, making myself wobble slightly with his abrupt impact.
"It was incredible! I got this." He pulls on the jersey as I let out a small laugh at how much happiness was radiating from him, giving him a gleaming glow that made me flutter. "It was..ah, so good. You should've been there." He pouts and I couldn't help but feel guilty. I knew how much Shawn adored ice hockey but I knew that if I didn't take the time to focus on my schooling, I wouldn't be able to get my degree.
