The Art of Hockey(#2)

SOPHIA'S P. O. V.
"Hey Sophia, how's it going?" my college friend Dakota asked as she saw me walking out of the terminal.
"Better. Now that I have a job and you." I replied hugging her. Our hugs were always awkward because she was 6'0" and I was only 5'1" making us have those awkward face to boob hugs.
"Ya the little art studio that I got you an interview at does some art for the Penguins, Steelers, and Pirates along with some sellable art." Dakota said.
"Cool. The market back in Ireland was so tough you like need to know somebody in order to get any where. Anyway... How's your job going?" I asked " you work for the Pirates right?"
"No the Penguins. Yep I choose to work with stinky, sweaty, horny hockey players." Dakota said almost blushing.
"Have you had any love connections since college? With looks like yours I'd be surprised if you didn't." I said messing with her long brown hair as we sat in her car at a red light on our way to her apartment.
Between her brown hair, bright green eyes and tough girl attitude she always had guys wrapped around her finger.
"Well one guy and I have been flirting a little bit but we basically work together so I don't think it will work." she said. "I could ask the same question about you. With your ginger hair, blue eyes, and sexy little Irish accent. How are you not pregnant or something?!"
"DAKOTA! You can't just say that to people!" I yelled as we walked down the hall way to her apartment.
"Sorry but any way... Here is my humble home." She said walking in to her studio apartment.
"Nice place."
"Ya this job pays well. Um, your room is just through that door and then it's the second door on the left. It's right next to the bathroom."
"Alright. I'll go unpack. Can we get some food? I'm starving!" I said dramatically.
"Ok. I'll order take out. You want the usual, rice and bokchoy?"
"Yep. You know me so well."
After kinda unpacking my suitcase and taking a shower the food was here.
"So how much do I owe you for my food." I asked finishing a bite of my egg roll.
"What? No you don't owe me anything. You're a struggling artist in a new city and your broke. Trust me it's not a big deal." Dakota said.
"Fine."
After finishing dinner I sat and watched some TV while Dakota listened to some music and typed up a couple IR reports from the practice earlier that day.
"I'm going to go to bed sweetie. You should to, you got a big day tomorrow, with the interview and shit." Dakota said standing in the doorway with a toothbrush in her mouth
"Ok I'll turn in in a couple."
"Cool. Night Sophia"
"Goodnight Dakota."

Notes

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