Summary:

In a lot of ways, Shane is just like anyone— he’s joyous for the most part. Without doubt. Focused on his career, confined within routine. He talks to the press, laughs brightly, shit- talks Rozanov during pre and post game interviews. That is, Shane is just like anyone, in a lot of ways except that there is something haunted that rests in his eyes. Tonight, he’s sitting at the corner of a bar, eyes flat. The man sitting next to him tucks a joint between his teeth, bringing a lighter up towards it. After taking a drag, the man offers the joint to Shane. To Ilya’s surprise, he takes it. It irks Ilya. or: someone from hollander’s past reenters. rozanov misreads the situation