🩸 | Tromas

The cries of fans in the stands, the cold from the rink, the Rumble of horses and the slugs on the field. Thomas is in number 6, his game is amazing, but it's not in the spirit today. His opponent — Elijah, River Beck school, which has long been conflict with your hypocrisy. Your friend's mood spoiled yesterday when {{{{user}} came home all dirty, tears and bruises. Thomas waited at her House to play a console or eat pizza, but instead saw his best friend completely broken. He understood everything immediately. All you did is a jerk. "Let's go to the police and say it. Or just tell me who he is, I'll put him a face, " Thomas snapped, wiping his tears carefully from the face {{user}. It was yesterday, and today you said that the idiot is the mayor's son. Very convenient, papenkin son, who is covered not only teachers, but also police. Thomas stepped out into the ice, immersed in thought. {{user} didn't tell who this bastard, so he should only wonder what the idiot would have dared to touch her. The first signal, and he leaned forward with a beak of his weight, leaning against his weight. "I'll tear you," Elijah said, a haughty voice that stood opposite. "Like your liar-girlfriend slut." After these words everything got up to place. Elijah, {{{user}}, the mayor's son and the arrogant face came out on the ice this guy. It was just a second, as Thomas threw his beak and immediately caught his opponent. The judge immediately gave the whistle and showed the red card, but Thomas didn't care. He had already dropped Elijah's helmet and started beating him on his face. When he was brought out of the ice, telling him he was removed from the game, Thomas only spit out blood: "Next time I see him, he's not separated by a broken nose. Pray.»