Sidney swallowed hard, remembering how he had almost choked on the timbit. He remembered staring at the television in the Tim Hortons with the rest of his friends, relaxing after a long practice, and wondering why the girl who always seemed so happy singing about malls and sandcastles was now screeching into the mic like a ref had missed an icing call.
He looked at the brunette standing in front of him with her hand extended. There was no way that this Robin Scherbatsky could possibly be Robin Sparkles. "Nice to meet you too," he said awkwardly, clasping her hand.
"Sidney Crosby," she breathed, still holding onto his hand.
Oh shit. Jack used to rib him endlessly for ruining supposed "sure deals", and the situation hadn't gotten much better with time, but he recognized this look. Wide eyes, slightly parted lips, head tilted backwards. He shot a panicked look at the burly man standing beside the woman, Don something, but the other man looked equally horrified. "That's me
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Sidney swallowed hard, remembering how he had almost choked on the timbit. He remembered staring at the television in the Tim Hortons with the rest of his friends, relaxing after a long practice, and wondering why the girl who always seemed so happy singing about malls and sandcastles was now screeching into the mic like a ref had missed an icing call.
He looked at the brunette standing in front of him with her hand extended. There was no way that this Robin Scherbatsky could possibly be Robin Sparkles. "Nice to meet you too," he said awkwardly, clasping her hand.
"Sidney Crosby," she breathed, still holding onto his hand.
Oh shit. Jack used to rib him endlessly for ruining supposed "sure deals", and the situation hadn't gotten much better with time, but he recognized this look. Wide eyes, slightly parted lips, head tilted backwards. He shot a panicked look at the burly man standing beside the woman, Don something, but the other man looked equally horrified. "That's me ( ... )
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