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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    Ottawa Centaurs Groupchat.

     

    Luca Haas has a nightmare, the team make him feel better.

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    14 Aug 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 90

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    You got me sitting pretty in the passenger seat
    With a bottle of Bulleit right in between my knees
    My hands doing things that you wish you could see
    All that’s on my mind is you

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    Or: Shane touches himself in the passenger seat and Ilya loses his mind

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    13 Aug 2026

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    Shane: Hi. This is Shane Hollander.
    Lily: ???
    Shane: From the bar? You left me your number.
    Shane: This is Lily right?
    Lily: Sure.
    Lily: Hello Shane.
    Shane: Hi.

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    12 Aug 2026

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    Shane: Is this Ilya Rozanov?
    Unknown number: no
    Shane: Oh, but the dog collar had this number.
    Unknown Number: What? What dog collar? What are you talking about?
    Shane: I'm Shane Hollander.
    Shane: I have your dog.
    Unknown Number: Is this ransom threat?
    Unknown Number: Did you kidnap my dog?

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    12 Aug 2026

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    "In here," Shane wanted to scream. "I can't breathe. Help me," he wanted to say; "I need you."

    He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He was imprisoned by his silence and the feeling of his body trembling against the tile floor.

    “Moya lyubov?” the Russian called again.

    Shane could hear his footsteps against the floor; he was going to the bedroom – he was going the wrong way.

    "Please," he wanted to scream. "I’m here, and I’m dying."

    He tried to speak again, but the words caught in his throat.

    He wanted so badly to call for Ilya. Shutting his eyes, he pushed all the air from his lungs, trying to dislodge whatever it was that inhibited his speech.

    The footsteps were still retreating, traveling further away from Shane. A tear slid down his cheek, and finally, a timid whimper pushed past his lips – it was barely audible.

    Ilya’s shoes stopped moving.

    Or: Shane has a meltdown and Ilya finds him

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    12 Aug 2026