The folks at the ikea in Ottawa are so accustomed to see shane and ilya shopping for bedframes furniture that one of the older sales women who is all very stern looking and no bullshit bitch face just straight up tut-tut-tuts in their faces after finding them in the beds aisle again for the 3rd time in the 4 months since their first visit.
Shane refuses to make eye contact with her while a pink blush paints the back of neck and burns his cheek. Ilya on the other hand is bashfully delighted and if not for shane grabbing him by the lapels of his sweater and whispering in broken russian through gritted teeth.
The lady looks at them this time and ilya greets her with a big big smile and tells them that they're here to buy a bed frame again thats a bit more sturdier. Shane is quick to add the fact that it is due to them being athletes and bulky and the previous frames being unable to accommodate the same...not due to anything else. He looks like he might throw up with how pale he looks.
The lady just hmphs, rolls her eyes and says... maybe you boys should get a custom frame made, you're going through them like candy...and walks away to fluff up the pillows of another set. Both ilya and shane look at her with their mouth open like a fish. Shane nearly leaves skid marks pulling out the parking lot while just howls with laughter sitting in the passenger seat.
They end up dropping bigggg bucks on getting a solid bedframe with a few bells and whistles added for their new expeditions and shane is so so SO glad for her suggestion.
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