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    Shane had thought it would be practical to room with someone who also plays hockey. Someone who would understand his commitment to the team, who wouldn't get mad at all his hockey gear taking up space, who'd be getting up at the same time when they had morning practices. Someone who would understand the sacrifices necessary for the sport.

    Instead, he has this… this… infuriating roommate who smells like cigarettes, who seems allergic to shirts, who loves to invade Shane's personal space, and who is currently sexiling Shane for the third time in five days. Shane glares at the sock on the door incredulously. It's 3 pm. Where is he finding girls who want to fuck at 3 in the afternoon? Shane hasn't even found anyone willing to kiss him yet.

    College freshman Shane Hollander can’t pull girls like his roommate Ilya Rozanov can, so he downloads Grindr in an attempt to blow off steam. Meeting up is too risky, so instead he falls into a prolonged foreplay with user 9in4uuuu, a foreign man with a great ass who loves telling Shane what to do.

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    After deciding to be less intense about guarding their relationship, Jane joins the Centaurs WAG Group Chat.

    SELENA: Don't tell Nick I said that

    CASSIE: This is the super secret wag space nothing leaves this chat without express permission 🤞

    LISA: 🤞

    CAITLIN: 🤞🤞

    NICOLE: Sisterhood of the traveling puck 🤞

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    “What is there to talk about?”

    “What’s there to talk about?!” Hollander scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re playing for my fucking team!”

    “I know.”

    “Why did you have to go and get traded?! You realise we’re going to have to see each other every day from now on, and play together, and-”

    “Yes,” Ilya interrupted. He didn’t want to know how long Hollander’s list was. “I know.”

    Hollander took a deep breath. “Okay, listen,” he said. “Just so we’re clear - we don’t know each other outside of playing against each other, right?”

    “Right.”

    “And we can’t- can’t hook up anymore.”

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    OR: Ilya gets traded to Montreal in October 2014. He's lonely, and angry, and he misses Boston. He doesn't know if it helps that Hollander is there or not.

    title from Buckle by Florence and the Machine

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    25 Mar 2026

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    Russians do not blush. Russians do not get sick. Ilya gets concussions. He gets stitches. He skates on cracked ribs and calls it fine. He does not get sick. Which is why, when he wakes up at three in the morning in the middle of June, shaking so hard his teeth knock together, his first instinct is irritation.

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    22 Mar 2026

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    Ilya's stepmother dies during Shane's second year in Ottawa. That's when the nightmares start. And in the nightmares, there's something heavy and tight sitting on his chest. Something cold, something he's felt before. In the nightmares, he's thirteen and shivering and willing himself to fall asleep, to teleport one day further away from everything. He’s thirteen and someone’s lips are wet and cold on the shell of his ear. He’s thirteen and he's completely frozen. Someone’s standing over him and he needs to move, needs to get away, needs to hit and kick and scream, but his pants are coming off and he can’t hit her, can’t kick her, and the scream is dead in his throat. His mother raised him to never hit a woman, and so in his nightmares he closes his eyes, grimaces at the light that seeps through anyways, and waits.
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    A death brings unwanted memories back. Ilya struggles to remember, then struggles to forget. Shane struggles to get through to Ilya before it's too late.

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