minnesota on my mind lydia/jordan au, getting together, long distance relationship
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“The red dots right there, on either side of the goal. Harder to see when you’re behind the net,” he says. “This your first hockey game?”
“How could you tell,” she deadpans and he laughs, his arm brushing up against hers. It’s a nice laugh—clear and genuine, and Lydia finds herself smiling back at him. “I’m Lydia, by the way.”
“Jordan,” he says, nodding a little at her. “Given it’s a mortal sin to be from Minnesota and not know about hockey I’m going to guess you’re visiting.”
“I could have just moved,” she says, and he shakes his head.
“No one is moving here in December. They do that in the summer, then complain about it when the snow starts and doesn’t stop.”
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