《Hockey Imagines》Leon Draisaitl ~ EDM
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"Finally, we're here!" Connor groaned as he got out of the car and grabbed most of the luggage bags. I drove up to the valet and politely asked them if they could park it and generously tipped them.
"It wasn't that long of a drive anyways, Con..." I rolled my eyes at his dramatic statement and Ryan lightly smacked him on the arm to 'calm' him down.
"Ow! What the hell was that for, Nugget?" He called him by his nickname that he had for him, rubbing the area where Ryan had smacked him on.
"That was for quieting you up after a copious amount of times you've yelled and I quoted, 'are we there yet'?" Ryan shook his head whilst grabbing his bags from his dirty-blond haired teammate.
"I wasn't whining that much..." Connor scoffed at the accusation and I saw Jordan and Ryan shake their heads.
"Quite the contrary, Con..." Leon shook his head at his fellow teammate. "You whined for the past few hours on our drive here...."
Pointing towards the doors that led into the hotel lobby, I looked at the group of friends who were arguing and decided to end it by whistling to grab their attentions. "Are we going to be out here all night or do you guys want to go up to our hotel rooms..?"
"We're down to going up to the rooms..." Lauren, Bre, and B/F/N all agreed within their conversation then looked back at Jordan, Ryan, and Connor. "I don't know if they are...."
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"And, here we are!" I sighed in relief, walking down the hallway to face the 4 adjacent rooms.
"And according to the confirmation," B/F/N looked at the very crucial piece of paper in her hand. "Ryan and Bre are in 401...Jordan and Lauren are in 402...Connor and I are in 403...And finally, Leon and Y/N are in 404!" B/F/N handed out three of the four keys out in order to access the rooms.
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"Saved the best for last, eh, B/F/N?" I smirked at her playfully and shook my head in a friendly way as I took the key from her. "Just messing with you!"
"Haha. Very funny, Y/N." She stuck her tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes at her.
"I don't know about you guys, but I am going to take a little nap before we head out for dinner. I'll see you guys later?" I headed towards the room that Leon and I were supposed to stay in and quickly said 'bye' to them before walking inside, Leon following me into the room.
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"What the hell happened here?" I shrieked, walking out of the bathroom and into the main area, only to find one bed instead of two, like I thought there were going to be.
"Apparently, it's not a hotel goof-up." Leon turned around to face me, pointing towards the bed. "I checked and called the front desk..."
Taking a deep breath in and out, I assessed the sleeping positions of who was sleeping in the bed and who was going to sleep on the lounge chair.
"How about," I grabbed Leon's attention, him looking up at me. "You take the bed and I'll take the lounge chair?"
"No, I couldn't possibly do that..." Leon shook his head, disagreeing with me. "You should take the bed, I'll sleep in the uncomfortable looking chair. It's the least I could do...."
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