𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗩𝗘
❝ this ain't for fun and this ain't for show ❞
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When Bombay walked into the locker room the next morning his entire demeanor was different than normal. Not only was he dressed different but his attitude felt very not Bombay to Sophie. His little date with the Iceland trainer the night before seemed to have affected him causing him to change himself. Sophie hated it.
Dean nudged her and Fulton and the two siblings followed the boy to their coach who was standing at the table in the locker room.
"Good night last night Coach?" Fulton spoke up first with the question.
Bombay gave a response saying it was fine. He had his back turned toward Sophie so she looked to Dean and gave a melodramatic eye roll. The boy bit his laugh to keep himself from laughing before asking the man what he had done.
"Oh I just watched some TV, got to bed early," Bombay responded, barely sparing a glance at the boy.
"But not without a little dessert first," Sophie spoke from behind her coach in a sarcastic tone. "Right?"
Sophie grabbed Dean's hand and pulled away back towards their lockers leaving Bombay and her brother. Dean looked down at their hands and slightly smiled at the sight, thinking to himself that he could get used to the feeling of his hand and hers intertwined. But before he could ponder on it too long, Kenny walked up to them with his anxiety written across his face. Sophie immediately wrapped her pinky around the shorter boy's and began to reassure him that if any Iceland player even looked at him in the wrong way, she would take care of them.
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To say that Iceland was killing Team USA was the understatement of the century. To say that Sophie was furious with Bombay was the second understatement of the century. To say that Iceland was killing Sophie was the third understatement of the century.
Bombay seemed to have no faith in the two new girls on the team at all. He wasn't letting Julie play nor was he letting Sophie play. Well she got to play for about a minute. As soon as an Iceland player knocked her into the wall, he took her out of the game. He had made a comment to her about how she was supposed to be a good player but he didn't see it. She rolled her eyes as soon as he looked away and resorted to mumbling threats under her breath to keep herself from yelling at the adult.
She wished Dean was out on the bench with her but sadly he had gotten kicked out in the first five seconds. When he had been walking off the ice, Sophie had jokingly whispered "that's hot" to Kenny who was sitting next to her. The boy just groaned in response.
"Hey Goldberg! If that puck was a cheeseburger, you'd stop it," some kid in the stands shouted causing Sophie to turn towards him.
"Why don't you shut the fuck up douche bag!"
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