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    Ilya Rozanov: I do not understand why you are being like this but you look very pretty when you are annoyed so I do not mind.

    Shane Hollander: [awkwardly] Oh… um. Thanks, I guess, Rozanov.

    Ilya Rozanov: Is true. You are so beautiful. I cannot believe you exist. So pretty. And I get to have you and love you and be your boyfriend-

    [Shane slams his hand over Ilya’s mouth, his expression panicked.]

    Shane Hollander: This interview is over! Cut the cameras, now!

    (the players at all-stars 2018 eat spiked brownies. cue a chaos + a hollanov reveal)

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    20 Aug 2026

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    It’s a game like any other when Shane gets slammed head-first into the barricade by Marleau and he goes down like a sack of potatoes, staggering off the barricade and dropping almost immediately first to one knee and then onto all fours, dizzily shaking his head and fumbling with his gloves.

    (Or, some of Shane's teammates spy on a side of him they've never seen before, courtesy of Ilya.)

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    20 Aug 2026

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    Bood: Good morning team! Is everyone alive?
    Dykstra: define alive

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    A look into the Ottawa Centaur's team chat the day after winning the MLH cup.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    Ten minutes passed, and Ilya, who normally could drift off easily, only felt more and more wired. He definitely didn't want sex while the other person was feeling bad. The thought made him nauseous. But he found himself still yearning for the release that came with being with Hollander. If not the physical release, the emotional and mental one. Behind his eyelids, all he could see were those damn freckles.

    Ilya gnawed on his lip and decided to toe a line they haven't crossed yet. Ironically, this was one that usually came way before every other line they've already crossed. He picked back up his phone.

     

    Lily: You are sleeping for a few hours in the hotel.

    Jane: Yeah? And?

    Lily: Does it matter if you are sleeping in your room, or in mine?
     
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    or; shane and ilya sleep together, literally; ilya pines, and pines, and pines.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    “Wait, Mr. Raiders fan,” Rozanov calls.

    Constable Sullivan pauses.

    “I get a phone call, yes?”

    “Sure.” He pulls out his own phone. “Do you know the number?”

    Rozanov nods. The numbers all come out in a rush, as though he’s memorized it in one long string and can’t think of any of them separately.

    It’s a Montreal area code, the constable notes, as he types it in. As the phone rings, he puts it on speaker and asks Rozanov: “Who is it?”

    “Shane Hollander.”

    “Fuck off. Who is it really?”

    Or: in the midst of the Rose breakup, the Raiders win a game in Montreal. Unable to do what he normally does after Montreal games, Ilya goes out to a club, gets super drunk, and ends up getting picked up by Montreal police for public intoxication. Sitting in a holding cell, the only number he can remember is Shane's.

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    06 Aug 2026