“You know what I mean,” she says with a roll of her eyes. “For emotional support.” I look around the table, about to make a joke about not bringing hockey players to a black-tie event for emotional support. But all the guys are staring back at me, jaws tight, nodding their heads like the decision is already made. They want to be there for me. The realization hits me so hard that I tear up. They know I have their backs, and they want to have mine too. “I mean, I do still have five seats at my table.” I let the admission slip out, even though I hadn’t intended to say anything. “I’ll take one,”
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Oh god this is so hot i cant im SCREAMING
