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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Shane gets called ‘boring.’ Ilya makes it worse by playing along. Shane tries to pretend it's fine. Ilya calls his bluff.

    Cue in a fight, a stubborn silence, a slammed door that never closes, and a tiny, broken sound that changes everything.


    “You say you’re boring, fine. You can be boring for the whole damn world. I’ll still kiss you senseless and drag you home after every game. I’ll still make you moan loud enough to shake the walls. None of that changes.”

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    24 Jan 2026

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    'This is what happens when the social media manager for the Ottawa Centaurs just finished rewatching the entirety of The Office for the 3rd time'

    “What a fucking nerd,” Ilya laughed, his eyes following Shane across the ice. The camera swung between them before eventually landing back on Ilya.

    “I want to eat him,”

    Luca blinked at him, horror slowly etching onto his face.

    “Like...sexually or...literally?

    Behind the camera, Harris cleared his throat to remind them of his presence. Ilya’s eyes never left Shane, who was still berating Troy by citing some charts from his clipboard.

    “Yes,” 

    Haas looked into the camera in utter fear.

    Alternatively, The Office Fic

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    23 Jan 2026

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    That girl at the club meant nothing. Shane drunk-texting Ilya at 2 AM means everything.

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    A bandaid for my brain following the Club Scene in episode four.

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    19 Jan 2026

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    It’s at that very moment that, for reasons completely and utterly unknown to anyone at all, every single possible word he has ever learned from any language ever has suddenly disappeared from his brain, and his throat feels relevant to the Sahara Desert.

    None of this, of course, has to do with the fact that Will is very, very, very – shirtless.

    Will blinks at him. “Are you okay?”

    “Shoulders,” Mike says, sounding vaguely chipmunk-like, and he hears Max barely choke down a snicker.

    Will comes back for the summer, and Mike deals with it.
    Kind of. Not really.

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    01 Jan 2026