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“Flood the zone?”

The "bodycheck" was a cruel pun. On the ice, a bodycheck was a legal, bone-rattling hit. Off the ice, it was the takedown someone had just launched. bravo bodycheck pics

“You’re Cassian Bravo. You have sixteen million followers. In one hour, you’re going to post a picture of yourself right now. No makeup, no filter, sitting on your sad beige couch in that ratty hoodie. And the caption is going to be: ‘Bodycheck pics? Here’s a real one. Yeah, I’ve been messy. Yeah, I’ve been sad. But I’m still here. And nobody—nobody—extorts my family.’ ” “Flood the zone

It was Cassian, shirtless, in a locker room that wasn’t his team’s. A hotel, probably. The timestamp was from the playoffs two years ago. In the background, barely visible on a bench, was a small, clear plastic bag with a few pills inside. Nothing conclusive—could have been Advil—but the framing of the shot made it look like evidence. The second photo was worse: his arm around a girl who was definitely not his famous actress girlfriend. His eyes were glassy, his smile loose. “You’re Cassian Bravo

She smiled and typed back: “Just pay your invoice. And next time, don’t take mirror selfies in a rage-room.”

“But the pills, the girl… the wall.”