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    31 Jul 2026

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    Shane’s sensible, all-wheel drive, good-in-the-snow car was sitting in the garage when Ilya pulled in.

    Ilya winced.

    There was a reason he’d said no when Shane offered to drive out tonight. It was the same reason Shane had agreed so quickly it was obvious he hadn’t really wanted to come. Since Boxing Day, they’d been stuck in a fight-apologize-make up-go quiet-fight again cycle that was as frustrating as it was heartbreaking. They’d been quiet for a week now, which meant they were just about due for a fight. Ilya wasn’t sure they could survive another fight.

    He winced again when he saw that Shane was still in his car, and had seen the first wince.

    They’d definitely fight now.

    “Sorry,” Shane said as they both exited their cars. “I know we said… I just needed to talk to you tonight and I didn’t want to do this on the phone.”

    Oh.

    Not a fight, then.

    A break up.

    No wonder Shane looked so sad.

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    “Montreal asked me to waive my no trade. They want to send me to LA.”


    Or: There is no dramatic plane landing. There's just Shane and Ilya, choosing each other, even when that means choosing to be apart.

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    26 Jul 2026

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    “Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.

    “What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”

    “No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”

    He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.

    “Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”

    (shane has a habit of sending his team's dietician his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)

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    13 Jul 2026

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    Shane Hollander has a child that no one knows about. He keeps her hidden for a reason, wanting to give her a normal life. How easy will this be to keep while juggling with the struggles of being a single parent, handling a 10 year long situationship, and keeping his image?

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    11 Jul 2026

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    January 15, 2017
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    The Montréal Metros are devastated to announce the unexpected and tragic passing of our beloved captain, Shane Hollander, at the age of 25.

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    or, a canon-divergent au in which shane and rose never met, in epistolary format.

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    29 May 2026

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