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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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    27 Jul 2026

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    ...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”

    “It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.

    Fuck his fucking life.

    “You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”

    “Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”

    Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.

    Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.

    (when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)

    (...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)

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    27 Jul 2026

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    “Got someone special waiting for you?”

    Shane’s breath hitches and he looks up, big, brown orbs settling on the person behind the camera. There’s a blush crawling across his freckles, his voice unsteady as he answers.

    “I wanted to celebrate with Lily, but she isn’t here.”

    The video ends shortly after, and the internet collectively loses its mind. Within minutes #FindLily is trending across all social media platforms, women from across the globe begging Shane to dump her ass.

    OR on the night that Shane wins the cup for a second year in a row, the internet learns of Lily and goes absolutely nuts.
    Inevitably, so does Ilya Rozanov.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    Ilya was used to hazing. He had been subjected to it, he had participated in it, and, as a captain, he had stood guard over the rookies and protected them from anything truly harmful. But if he had been asked, Ilya would have approved of this prank. He would have authorized it, given Cliff and Vicky his seal of approval, perhaps even helped orchestrate it.

    Any other day, Ilya might have been happy to play along.

    But, in perfect dramatic irony, it had not happened any other day. It had happened today. And, cherry on top, of course the rookie had to walk in when Shane was already freaking out about Ilya saying his name.

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    A prank-gone-wrong leads to the Boston Bears finding out about Shane and Ilya’s relationship in 2016. The day Ilya first invited Shane into his house. Right after they say each other’s names for the first time. Fuck his life, honestly.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    Shen Qingqiu takes a moment to take the scene in. Yue Qingyuan's eyes are glazed over and hazy, seeming to struggle to focus on things. His movements are broad and sloppy, uncharacteristically clumsy. When he speaks, even his voice stumbles over itself, not at all deliberate and measured in the way it normally is. His guan is a little crooked, and the collar of his robe is askew as if it’s been haphazardly pulled on. 

    “He’s drunk?” Shen Qingqiu asks with incredulous disgust. 

    “I don’t know how!” the disciple cries. “Shizun barely had anything to drink tonight, I’m sure of it. He seemed normal, but then suddenly he started losing his balance and saying odd things. I led him here so he wouldn’t make a scene. Shishu, what should we do?” 

    Well, they most certainly cannot let these outsiders see their sect leader drunk as a skunk. Cang Qiong would be made a laughingstock by some pathetic, no-name sect that’s barely climbed its way up from complete and utter irrelevance. Shen Qingqiu won’t tolerate it. 

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    Yue Qingyuan is under the influence, and says some things he normally never would.

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