𝙟𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙚 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 ⁷¹ ᑦ

jessie nods, hands in the pocket of his team hoodie. “yes! do you wanna change first?” he knows the skates obviously will be replaced with sneakers but the rest is up to him

i need to shower.

“oh they’re delicious.” he got them a lot in the off season but he was debating on getting one now. especially to set an example. who would he be if he told jonathan to eat something and then only got a salad?

jessie had to bite his tongue back, shaking his head at the statement. it was complete bullshit and even he knew that and he’s strict as hell with his diet. “general restaurant stuff. so probably anything you want for the most part.”

jessie half scoffs, shaking his head, maybe quiet a tad bit longer than usual. , “that’s insane. peanut butter is actually like, super good. there’s a lot of protein in it usually. that’s fucked.”

“honestly, not sure.” jessie laughs lightly, sitting next to him. “there’s a place around the block, has some pretty good nutritional stuff to eat. i get it … a bit more than i probably should..”

jessie tilts his head slightly, confused, “you didn’t snap at me?” he says more as a question than anything. “but it’s okay either way.”

jessie steps out of the way, nodding, “whatever the reason, you need a break.” he’d die on that hill. he wasn’t letting him run himself into the ground.

there’s multiple ways. tiring yourself out on nongame days won’t do it though. come on. off the ice. we’ll go grab food.

not technically but you need rest. a meal. proper hydration that isn’t just some sips between laps. you’re going to wear yourself out.

i’m kicking you off the ice.

and aside from that?

when’s the last time he’s had a break.

yeah!

that means a lot. honestly.

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good, that’s really good man

woke up in a mood

guys i miss finley where is he :(