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  1. “Okay. Um. Hi. I wanted to introduce myself.”

    “… I know who you are,” Luca said, and then kicked himself internally. Maybe he should have stuck to French after all.

    "You're a strong all-round forward," Hollander said, and Luca was actually relieved when his instinct was to blush, or say something - anything - rather than to just white out on the spot. Shane fucking Hollander knew about him. Shane fucking Hollander's team had made the playoffs; they sure as fuck weren't getting top five first-round draft picks; but Hollander knew about him all the same.

    "I hope this," Luca said.

    "You'll be high in the draft order, I think," Hollander said, and Luca's stomach flipped over. Sure, he had - still had - a Rozanov poster on his wall, and he'd argue with anyone willing to take the other side that Rozanov was the better player of the two of them, but Montréal had the better team (or had, for the past few years; this year, Montréal was out of the playoffs and the Raiders were through to the conference finals). But praise from Shane Hollander was praise from Shane Hollander.

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