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(Charlie's POV)
"It's time for the UEFA Youth Champions League Round of 16 draw, wanna come and join us?" You asked Sae, as he was putting the milk in for his cereal. He looked up for a quick second thinking about it, but then realised he didn't want to 3rd wheel anyone."I'm good I'd rather watch it by myself."
Sae picked up his bowl of cereal. It was bad enough that he had put the milk in before putting any cereal in, but he did the most menacing thing you've seen yet of him.
It wasn't even the worst part of it all.
He was microwaving the cereal. Every fibre in your body was shivering as he took it out of the microwave leaving the murder scene as if nothing happened at all.
"What's with him?" Ito asked you. She was of course on her phone without a care in the world, scrolling through her Instagram feed, leaning on your shoulder.
"Nothing, it's just Sae being Sae." You chuckled. Sae is being weird that is "Hey you wanna go to my room and watch it instead of being here on the couch?"
She shot back up, looking at you as she turned off her phone. "I thought you'd never ask." She grinned.
"You want to race to my room?"
"You would most certainly lose." She chuckled.
"Hey! I'm not a footballer for nothing!"
"Hey look what's over there." She pointed at the kitchen.
"Whe-"
Ito bolted, running as fast as her legs could go, and taking victory for herself.
"Hey! That was cheating, that's not fair!"
Ito stuck her tongue out as you made it to the entrance of your room.
"Life isn't fair Mr.Popular." Ito wrapped her arms around your neck.
"Hey, Charlie."
"Yes?"
"Could I have one of your socks?"
"My sock? Why would you need a sock?"
"Oh nothing, I just want to have your sock."
You sighed, as you took one of your socks off giving it to Ito as she grabbed it, walking up to the outside doorknob and placing the sock on top of it.
"Great! Now we can go watch this whatever football draw of yours." Ito carefully closed the door so the sock wouldn't drop on the ground.
That was weird. A lot of weird things have been happening as of today.
(TIMESKIP)
"We can now begin the draw anew, and per protocol. We begin with the group runners-up Dort-mund, who will play the first leg of the match at home against P-X-G" The live stream said. Surprisingly the two people who were drawing out the names of the teams were Akira and Kenji.
"I didn't know your dad was going to be drawing the teams out for the UEFA Youth Champions League." You look over at Ito who was chilling on your chest, as she took a quick peak at the TV.
"Yeah, my dad told me about it. I couldn't really care less unless it has to do with anything about you." She cocooned herself to your body. You ran your finger through her hair while you continue to watch the draw.
"It's time for the second pairings, we will begin with the Spanish squad FC Barcha. There are six drawable options for FC Barcha. They cannot be drawn by Royale. Manshine, Liverpool, Bastard Munchen, A-C Milan, Juventus, and Dort-mund are the six alternatives. The following team is linked with FC Barcha: Dort-mund."
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