DaisyJackson

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    [Tweet from @EliotFreeman]
    Ilya Rozanov at his first #Cens practice, being asked why he chose to move from Boston to Ottawa: “To be closer to my gay lover, Shane Hollander.”

    [Tweet from @letsgetdrilled]
    oh great another player who thinks being gay is a joke #ilyarozanovisoverparty

    No one thinks Ilya's answer is serious. Twitter reacts accordingly.

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    The hockey twitter world explodes when a new Shane fan account under the name "Lily" pops up. And all she tweets about is how bad she wants to fuck Shane Hollander.

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    Shane volunteers to be mic'd up on his first game against the Voyageurs in his first season with the Centaurs. What could go wrong?

    A lot... He hopes.

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    Ilya thinks about the last night they spent together, thinks about Shane splayed out on a hotel mattress pleading for his touch, thinks about how they hadn’t even kissed, and it starts as a strange little tickle in the back of his throat. Barely-there. He could ignore it if he wanted.

    Then the intensity grows, flourishes into full-blow irritation, and suddenly he’s sputtering on his Coke and attracting the attention of the woman in the first-class seat across the aisle from him. He thinks it’s just some odd coughing fit, or that he inhaled his soda on accident, so he’s shocked when he feels something soft and smooth and triangular against his tongue.

    It’s not until he spits the object into the napkin he’d received with his drink that he can see what it is: a long, thin, green leaf. A sepal.

    As soon as Ilya realizes what he’s looking at, he’s flooded with dread.

    Ilya's known these feelings were doomed from the start. He never thought they'd literally kill him.

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