Six months after graduating from Tulane University, Sadie Neal is on a one-way trip to Buffalo, New York to start her first real, big girl job with the local professional hockey team, the Buffalo Sabres. The problem? Sadie knows next to nothing about hockey. They use pucks, not balls. They wear skates, not cleats. And they play on ice, not grass. That’s it. How is she supposed to represent them on social media when she doesn’t even know what icing means outside of baking?
Louis Tomlinson (#91 / RW) is coming off a career high season (79 games, 20 goals, 30 assists, 50 total points) that he’s trying to recreate. The goal: Lord Stanley’s Cup. There’s a magic in the locker room that feels like it could be their year. He stays focused by keeping hockey and his personal life separate. Everyone knows that.
Everyone except Sadie.
Hey why don't you tell me — since you're supposed to know everything — what fun is there to be fucking rude to your anons, the actors, Varchie shippers, Swanfire shippers or really anyone who doesn't think like you? Cause girl you seem to be having such a good time hating on everyone and putting hate abt Swanfire shippers in your bio (by calling them stupid names, like honestly, baggelswanners? wow) btw those cool relaxing/antistress colouring books exist, maybe you'd like to check em out? :) x