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    RC: Boston?
    Bonnie: Noooooo now I see why Shane took so long to lock you down!
    Lily: 😎Shane likes a girl who knows what is quality hockey
    Lou: I can’t imagine how hard it must be, knowing that your girlfriend is probably a fan of Ro*anov
    Lily: what is *?
    Lou: It’s to keep our chat clean and family-friendly. No talking about the enemy.
    Lily: what if enemy is hot? Not as hot as Shane but still hot?
    Nat: omfg Lily you crack me up
    Jackie: I’m dying. Does Shane know you think Ro*anov is hot?
    Lily: 😇I must go now. Nice to meet you ladies!
    Bonnie: what a girl. I love her.
    Nat: she didn’t answer Jackie’s question 😭😭😭

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    In which Ilya accidentally outs himself and the Montreal WAGS become Hollanov’s greatest defenders post-FanMail Incident

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  2. Public Bookmark 11

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  3. Public Bookmark 97

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    Troy:
    Do I have to have words with Hollander?

    Troy:
    Harris is crying.

    Troy:
    I really don’t want to have beef with Hollander, man. If he holds grudges then I’ll never be able to play the Voyagers again bc he’ll murder me on the ice.

    Troy:
    Fuck. If I have to hit Shane, you’ll murder me OFF the ice.

    Another ‘Shane gets added to the Ottawa WAG group chat’ fic

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  5. Public Bookmark 69

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    “I’m fine,” Ilya insisted weakly, though his voice lacked conviction.

    “You are bleeding all over our bathroom floor,” Shane said, his throat tight with fear. “You are not fine.”

    Ilya tried to laugh.

    The sound came out thin and uneven.

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