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    Hollander rolled his eyes. “Just friendly advice. You know, if you want everyone to keep comparing us.”

    “No,” Ilya replied sombrely, as he reached the gate. “Your goal — very ugly. I make only pretty goals.”

    There was an outraged noise behind him, but Ilya was already turning away, knowing he was never going to find a better parting shot in English than that.

    Ilya could see exactly why other players were so frustrated when going up against Shane Hollander, and how much his comments might sting when directed at someone who was already on the back foot. But he was left with the distinct impression of a colourful little bird, darting about where he believed he was just out of reach, and Ilya wanted more than anything to catch him.


    According to the rest of the league, Shane Hollander was an asshole, but Ilya thought he was kind of hilarious. Plus, there were all the freckles.

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