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    Hollander’s nails are clean and trimmed, his knuckles a little reddened. From the cold, not a fight, of course. Shane Hollander would not be one of those types of guys.

    Ilya wonders what it would take to make him one.

    or: Ilya needs to be touched. Provoking other players into hitting him has always been the easiest way, has always worked. Until Shane Hollander.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    when shane gets the injury that would come to end his career, in the moment he’s just thankful he didn’t break his jaw.

    or: shane knew, in the abstract, that one day he would play his last professional nhl game. it never occurred to him that hockey would choose that day for him.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    Shane Hollander loves a plan. Unfortunately, all of his are falling apart, and on the day before hockey camps are set to start.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    18 May 2026

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    Ilya is always thinking about things. The upcoming trade deadline and how it might shake up the team. His last call with his father. Freckles.

    What he is not thinking about is how sometimes cars ignore pedestrian walk signs.

    And he is definitely not thinking, when as they are wheeling him towards emergency surgery, he asks them to call the one person he always feels safe with.

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    Or, pre-relationship, circa situationship, Ilya gets hit by a cab in midtown New York (embarrassing) and asks the hospital to call Shane Hollander (more embarrassing).

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    17 May 2026