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    Ilya: you work with water snakes

    Shane: They’re ray finned fish actually
    Shane: Not reptiles at all
    Shane: Even aquatic snakes have lungs so they must surface to breathe but eels have gills so no need

    Ilya: okay

    Shane: Sorry I know it’s boring

    Ilya: no is okay

     

    or, hockey player Ilya accidentally texts marine biologist Shane and can't seem to stop

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    Ilya blinked at the page for a moment, then looked up at Shane and laughed.

    Shane immediately grew defensive. "Oh, fuck you! I was trying to be nice." He pulled the book back, but Ilya stopped him when he turned to walk away.

    "Shane Hollander."

    "What?"

    "Privet. Hello."

    "Oh." Shane's pronunciation hadn't been remotely close. "And what about...?" He pointed to the Russian phrase he'd overly-ambitiously tried first.

    "Dobroye utro."

    "Ah. Good morning," Shane said sheepishly.

    "Good morning," Ilya repeated with the most genuine smile Shane had seen from him yet.

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    Ilya Rozanov, rising star of the Soviet Union's infamous Red Army team shocked the world in 1989 when he suddenly defected to Canada to play for a mediocre MLH team.

    Shane Hollander, underappreciated and deeply closeted third-liner on said team, was perhaps the most shocked of everyone. The cocky Russian phenom hadn't made the best impression on Shane during a brawl at World Juniors a couple years prior, but when a noticeably sullen Ilya arrived in their locker room, Shane couldn't help but reach out to him.

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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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    “Hey. Whatever this is, it seems like we’re in it together. So maybe we should try to figure it out. Together.”

    “How can we figure it out, when we don’t know what it is?” Rozanov is staring at a random spot on Shane’s shirtsleeve.

    “Honestly…” Shane hesitates for a moment, because what he’s about to suggest is truly, absolutely insane. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it’s like a time loop.”

    “Time loop?” Rozanov repeats, sounding confused. He still doesn’t look up.

    “Yeah, like that movie Groundhog Day?”

    Finally, Rozanov meets his gaze, but only to give Shane an absolutely incredulous look. “That is a movie, Hollander. That is not real.”

    “Does any of this seem real to you?” Shane fires back. “I don’t know about you, but this kind of thing doesn’t exactly happen to me a lot.”

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