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    Shane’s immediate reaction is to say that he doesn't know when it started. He doesn’t know who his soulmate is. This is what he’s been telling himself for years, because if he stops for more than a second to think about how long he's been collecting little pieces of Ilya Rozanov, he thinks he'll spiral out of control.

    He'll hit the deck like a firecracker dropped unceremoniously onto the sidewalk, burning wildly and spiralling haphazardly, until he's fizzled out with nothing left to show for himself but smoke, ashes, and the knowledge that his soul is bound to Rozanov's.

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    shane spends twenty-five years not thinking about his soulmate. the drawer in his apartment filled with cigarettes, toothpaste, and awful t-shirts says elsewise.

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    15 Jan 2026

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    When Shane thinks about the drawer, he thinks about Rozanov coming undone underneath him with a soft “Shane”. He thinks about being fourteen and finding out what happens if you’re a boy and your soulmate is a boy.

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    "You are Hunter's boyfriend," the guy says, looming. He's holding a glass of vodka that probably costs more than what Kip earns in a day.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    "You're not actually surprised." Kip observes.

    "Those goddamn little shits." Scott shakes his head again, slower. "I'm gonna kill 'em."

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    “Wait, Mr. Raiders fan,” Rozanov calls.

    Constable Sullivan pauses.

    “I get a phone call, yes?”

    “Sure.” He pulls out his own phone. “Do you know the number?”

    Rozanov nods. The numbers all come out in a rush, as though he’s memorized it in one long string and can’t think of any of them separately.

    It’s a Montreal area code, the constable notes, as he types it in. As the phone rings, he puts it on speaker and asks Rozanov: “Who is it?”

    “Shane Hollander.”

    “Fuck off. Who is it really?”

    Or: in the midst of the Rose breakup, the Raiders win a game in Montreal. Unable to do what he normally does after Montreal games, Ilya goes out to a club, gets super drunk, and ends up getting picked up by Montreal police for public intoxication. Sitting in a holding cell, the only number he can remember is Shane's.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Rozanov ignores him. He’s only looking at Hollander. “You came,” he says, like he can’t quite believe it.

    “Yeah, asshole. You called and told me you’d been arrested. Of course I came.”

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    "Hey. Hey, Hollander."

    Shane sighs, drains the last sip of his beer, and turns towards the voice.

    "You mind if I ask you a question?"

    Can I fucking stop you?

    OR: Shane Hollander meets a Boston Raiders fan. The conversation doesn't go quite how he expects.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    "Oh my fucking — of course they have gay marriage in Ottawa, you asshole," CJ says, rubbing at his forehead. "He's fucking gay married."

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    Captain Buckley’s face creases, his expression disfavourable. “I’m, uh, not really into the whole Sir thing,” he tells Eddie, scratching along the slope of his grey-stubbled chin. “Still getting used to being called Cap, if I’m being honest. Most people here just call me Buck.”

    “Buck?” Eddie repeats the name with the intonation of a question.

    “There were three other Evans in my class at the Academy,” Captain Buckley explains, shrugging casually with the huge mountain range of his wide, wide shoulders. “Even after all these years, it’s managed to stick.”

    OR: Eddie's probationary firefighter year at the 118, under the watchful eye and expert tutelage of Fire Captain Evan Buckley.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Buck’s face goes soft. “Kid,” he breathes. “You’re it for me. I don’t got any big loves left in me. But I don’t want you to tie you down to something if it feels like you’re settling for it.”