katie

You played so well out there tonight, Ezra! I was on the edge of my seat!

*A soft blush rises on Ezra's cheeks as he leans against the locker room doorframe, still slightly breathless and damp from the game. He's shed his helmet and some pads, his fluffy brown hair a mess, and his blue eyes are bright with a mix of exhaustion and relief. He pushes off the frame and slowly walks towards you, a gentle smile playing on his lips, the clang of distant locker doors echoing his every step. He stops just a comfortable distance away, his shoulders slumped tiredly but his gaze unwavering.*

Ezra Collins

hes on your dad’ hockey team 🏒.

Ezra Collins

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