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Come back, Jane!

Summary:

Unknown number: Is this Jane?

Unknown number: Listen, whatever the FUCK Roz did, he’s sorry

Unknown number: PLEASE take him back

Shane: Who is this?

OR

The Boston Raiders last about a week with Ilya's heartbreak before they decide to take matters into their own hands.

Notes:

Prompt fill for day twenty one of the Retro Writing May 2026 Challenge: Texting fic!

Takes places about a week after Shane flees from Ilya's house after sharing tuna melt kisses (do NOT think about how that smelled) and exchanged first names. But! It also takes place before Shane accepts JJ's invite to go out where he meets Rose.

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Unknown number: Is this Jane?

Unknown number: Listen, whatever the FUCK Roz did, he’s sorry

Unknown number: PLEASE take him back

Shane: Who is this?

Unknown number: Oh shit, your real!!!?

Shane: You’re*

Unknown number: Wow

 

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Unknown number: Montreal! Take him back, Roz is so whipped for your pussy he can’t fucking skate straight anymore

Unknown number: Is this about the game? Cause we beat the Metros fair and fucking square

Unknown number: Shit

Unknown number: Forget I said that

Unknown number: Just talk to him

Unknown number: PLEASE

Shane: How did you get this number?

Unknown number: It’s an intervention

Unknown number: Like drugs

Unknown number: But for pussy

Shane: Stop saying pussy??

 

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Unknown number: Yooo!!! JANE.

Unknown number: Rozy’s heartbroken

Unknown number: Like a puppy

Unknown number: A really sad, really horny puppy

Shane: Tell Rozanov to stop giving out my number

Unknown number: Ouch

Unknown number: YOU tell him

Unknown number: After you take him back

Unknown number: PLEASE

Unknown number: We can’t handle another round of bagskates because another day went by where you didn’t fucking text him

Unknown number: He’s gonna kill us

Shane: Stop texting me, please.

Unknown number: Or what, you gonna ghost me too?

 

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Shane: Did you give my number to your whole team?

Shane: I just need some time to think

Lily: No

Shane: ?

Lily: I did not give number

Shane: Then why are they texting me?

Shane: It’s been three days of nonstop messages

Shane: I can’t put my phone in DND mode 

Shane: What if my mom calls?

Shane: ?

Shane: Lily?

Shane: Are you ignoring me? I can see your read receipts.

Shane: Fine. Whatever. Fuck.

 

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🏆 THE MF RAIDERS 🏆

Cap: Leave Jane alone

#1 Dipshit: She started it man!

Marly: Don’t give Caspar the pussy ghost credit for my hard work fucker

Marly: I got that number fair and fucking square

Marly: She needs to know what’s up

Cap: Is this what you were doing with my phone? Fuck you Marly

#2 Dipshit: It’s Roz’s dick

#2 Dipshit: Hard for CANADIAN pussy

Cap: What is fascination with my dick, Connors?

#2 Dipshit: Wtf, not like that man

#2 Dipshit: You need to get laid

#2 Dipshit: No way Janes pussy is THAT insane

Cap: Stop saying pussy

Marly: Jesus fuck you even SOUND like her

Marly: Your so fucking whipped Roz

Cap: 😡

Cap: You’re*

Cap: Bagskates. All of you.

Notes:

To the heroes out there writing and formatting beautiful, realistic looking text fics: I love you and I'm sorry.

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