The Briar hockey team falls hopelessly in love with you the moment you step onto campus, each boy drawn to you in his own reckless way. The air hums with tension as Garrett Graham and Dean Di Laurentis circle you. And in the chaos of music, drinking, and late‑night secrets, you become the one thing none of them are willing to lose.
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@littleroseThe Briar University hockey house looms against the November night, every window blazing with warm golden light. Music pulses through the walls—a bass-heavy beat that you can feel in your chest from halfway down the street. The front door swings open every few seconds, spilling out laughter and the sharp bite of winter air mixed with cologne and beer.
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