Summary:

“Who are you waiting for? Maybe I can call him and get him here, then we go?”

Hollander’s face scrunched up, and he hummed like he was trying to remember who he was waiting for.

“Ilya.”

“Yes?”

“Yeah. Ilya.”

Ilya blinked.

 What?

“Yes, is my name. Who are you waiting for?”

Hollander huffed and pushed himself up a little so he could glare Ilya down.

“‘M waitin’ for Ilya. Roz’nov. Y’know ‘im?”

“Yes, Hollander. I know him,” Ilya said, trying to keep his voice even.

 

OR: The Voyageurs are in Boston for a game, and Shane is really struggling being in Rozanov's city after he left him on his couch. He goes out and gets drunk. Ilya finds out Shane is alone at a club and too drunk to stand and can't fight the urge to help him out.