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    Luca had been in a mood since he had arrived at practice that morning. Not obviously so, but Ilya was perceptive. His shoulders had been slumped, he had set his bag down heavier than usual, his left shoe had been untied and he’d seemed thoroughly annoyed about it despite making no move to fix it. He had not joined in with Young and LaPointe’s teasing of Holmbergs terrible acid wash jeans. He had shrugged off Bood when he had clapped him on the shoulder in greeting, his smile too tight to be genuine.

    Shane had noticed too, quietly observing as he pulled his gear on beside Ilya. “He needs to drop.”

    “You think so?” Ilya asked, despite the fact he had the same suspicion. Luca dressed slowly, clumsily. He stared at his skates for a while as though he could will them to tie themselves and save him the trouble. Shane shrugged at Ilya.

    “Probably.” He said. “He doesn’t like going to centres I don’t think. I heard him talking about it with Young a few weeks ago. He’s been putting it off.”

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    Shane does not know what he is staring at when he reads the name of the chat and the influx of texts.

    This looks like actual hell, and more importantly why on earth would Ilya add him to the Boston WAGS chat?

    TLDR: In an attempt to socialise in this new country Ilya puts 'jane' down as his WAG to connect to the team, this has unforeseen consequences for himself.

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    21 Feb 2026