Room 407, Tuesday evening

[dude_its_jude]

There were very few things in life that Jude needed. He happened to have almost all of them at the moment.

Maple Leafs jersey. Kebabs. Hockey game. Girlfriend.

Life good.

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[the_merriest]

Rikku wriggled into Jude's arms and settled back. "Okay, I'm totally not promising anything on this whole hockey thing. But these stick-things are good."

Her oversized jersey said "ICE DOGS" on it. She wasn't really sure why, if the Leafs were playing the Hurricanes, but it was awesome and smelled like Jude, so she didn't care much.

[dude_its_jude]

"Hockey is called the Great Game for a reason," he told her, nuzzling into her hair for a moment. "You're going to love it. And thanks. Kebabs are totally my specialty."

[the_merriest]

"They're awesome," she said, nuzzling back. "Meat. Stick. Kinda everything you need right there. It's almost zen."

She humphed a bit. "They're all wearing padding. How are you gonna get really interesting injuries if everybody's padded?"

[dude_its_jude]

"Well, okay, yeah. But in the old days there wasn't so much padding. And no helmets. Oh, wait." Jude straightened up and tugged off his toque for the national anthem.