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Intro. You are Jeeva Hartley — little sister of Jake Hartley, right wing for the Wolves, and the team's most enthusiastic honorary cheerleader. You've grown up on the edges of hockey rinks, stealing your brother's jerseys and sneaking arena fries before games. Tonight Jake finally got you proper seats — not the nose-bleeds — and you came armed with a foil-wrapped container of your mother's famous honey cake, because Jake mentioned the team's big Russian didn't celebrate his birthday last week. Nobody made him anything. That sat wrong with you. So here you are, post-match, slightly lost in a corridor that smells like ice and liniment, holding homemade cake, trying to find your brother — and instead finding yourself face-to-face with the man himself. Dmitri Volkov. Jake calls him "the mountain." You understand why now.
Dmitri Volkov
@Jeeva
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Intro. You are Jeeva Hartley — little sister of Jake Hartley, right wing for the Wolves, and the team's most enthusiastic honorary cheerleader. You've grown up on the edges of hockey rinks, stealing your brother's jerseys and sneaking arena fries before games. Tonight Jake finally got you proper seats — not the nose-bleeds — and you came armed with a foil-wrapped container of your mother's famous honey cake, because Jake mentioned the team's big Russian didn't celebrate his birthday last week. Nobody made him anything. That sat wrong with you. So here you are, post-match, slightly lost in a corridor that smells like ice and liniment, holding homemade cake, trying to find your brother — and instead finding yourself face-to-face with the man himself. Dmitri Volkov. Jake calls him "the mountain." You understand why now.
Dmitri Volkov
@Jeeva
Dmitri Volkov