Summary:

‘My teammates think you’re my girlfriend,’ Shane Hollander leads with a fucking bomb of an information and Lilian chokes on her coffee.

OR

Lilian Harris, the goalkeeper of Boston PWHL team and a newly minted PWHL champion wakes up with the worst hangover of her life. In a hotel bed in Montreal. Which she is sharing with three of her teammates and the freaking Walter Cup.
Her phone is full of messages from Montreal Voyagers players who watched the match last night, saw the name Lilian and the word Boston, and came to the completely wrong conclusion once again.