Thursday afternoon we tossed our overnight bags in Kelly’s Jeep and hit the road for three hours. On the ride Kelly sat in the passenger seat looking hot in a pair of ripped up black jeans and a t-shirt for the team we were going to see. I knew she must have bought that shirt for the game because she has never had an interest in hockey at all before we started dating.
We listened to a playlist of old 90’s and 00’s emo stuff that I like on the drive and I found out that Kelly is obsessed with Weezer. She even likes their newer records which I think are garbage. We spent a lot of time talking about if we were ready to tell our friends we’re dating and making sure we’re both on the same page about not telling anyone (other than her mom, who already knows) the whole story.
We checked into our motel and left our bags. I threw on a sweater for my favorite player. We took an Uber to the arena so that we didn’t have to worry about driving back if we got drunk. This wasn’t my first trip there by any means and I had sat in better spots before but it was my first playoff game and Kelly’s first hockey game ever so I was beyond excited.