For some reason, Adam and Guest never really got along. The others tried to make them enjoy eachothers presence but nothing ever worked. However they would often get paired up since they were like fire and ice, Adam was the bold and harsh movements while Guest was more swift and smoother. They disliked every second of it, but they did really make a good duo.

during one of the games, Adam scored a shot and celebrated with his hands up high but quickly stopped when one of the opponents broke his hockey stick onto his wrist. Everyone was in shock while they skated up to him, including Guest. For once in her life she actually felt sympathetic for him, as if her whole perspective on him changed. After the game was finished she snuck into his dorm, making sure not to wake the other boys. Gently waking him up, her fingers rubbed his wrist trying to get a reaction and a sharp inhale escaped his mouth which made him wake up fully. She shushed him by covering his mouth and led him to the bathroom, taking out the first aid kit from the backpack she brought along.

“You suck at bandaging yourself.”

Guest commented, starting to take off his bad attempt of trying to help his wrist. She slowly started to do it herself, being gentle with it to not make it hurt more.

“Just go back to your dorm, I don’t wanna deal with this.”

he huffed, snatching his hand away while the leftover roll hung from his wrist.

“I’m just trying to be nice to you for once, and this is how you thank me?”

she shouted at him but in a whispering level since she didn’t want to bother the others.

“Look, I just don’t wanna deal with anything right now. Leave me alone.”

He snarked, starting to stand up to walk out of the room but he got stopped by a hand on his chest. His eyebrows furrowed and looked down at her, starting to feel an arguement take place. Or, perhaps, other things?