Dinero-Pedri Gonzalez

Beginner's luck

"Do you know how to play fifa?" Gavi asked. "Well, a little bit, I played a couple of times." "Great, then let's go to Pedri's room. It has a TV and a PlayStation." "Are you sure?" "Yes, of course. Let's go." "Alrighty then." We made it up the stairs and entered a completely dark room. Gavi turned on the TV and turned on the PlayStation. We played a round and it was quite fun. We had a 0:0 tie. At that moment, Pedri entered the room. "The food is ready!" "We're coming!", Gavi replied.

When we got to the kitchen I was in shock.

I don't remember when I saw more beautiful food. "You did all this?", I asked in disbelief. "Yes," Pedri answered. "How?", my jaw almost fell out when I asked. "Magical," Gavi added. We all laughed. We started eating. I'm not sure if the food looked, smelled or tasted better. "Maybe you got the wrong profession!", I had to tell Pedri. "I didn't, you just haven't seen me in a real game yet," Pedri replied. After eating we decided to play a few rounds of fifa.

Pedri and I just played the first round. "Let me warn you right now, I'm literally a professional," Pedri said sarcastically, preparing himself.

Of course, he chose FC Barcelona. I didn't know which club to choose. I chose a team with a nice logo.

"Are you underestimating me?", Pedri asked. That surprised me a little. "Excuse me?" "I mean, I understand that it's a matter of a player who plays FIFA, but Sevilla FC?" "Is there a problem?" "Of course not, just choose the sixth ranked team in the standings against Barcelona." "He's afraid he'll lose to a lower-ranked team!", Gavi interjected. "No, of course not." "Never mind then I'll pick another team." I chose PSG.

"I play with the winner.", Gavi cheered. We started the round. Pedri played great. I honestly thought that he would let me at least for the first five minutes, but nothing. What an asshole. Gavi was rooting for me throughout the game, but it didn't really help. I was sure that I would lose. Pedri passed the ball to himself all the time and tried to score. That didn't really work for him. My defense was very strong and I had no chance to score on my own. That was kind of greedy. Play only with yourself. At the end of the second half, in the 85th minute, I scored with Messi. Gavi and I were celebrating and jumping on the bed as if we had scored. Pedri looked like he had been hit by a truck. I think he was in shock. But the only important thing is that I won.

"It was beginner's luck," Pedri denied the loss. "You just don't know how to take defeat, man.", Gavi laughed. "I want a rematch," Pedri said, handing me the controller. "Sure, if Gavi agrees." "Yes, but only if you beat him again," Gavi agreed. "Deal." The second round began. Pedri took Barcelona again, and I took PSG. The situation was similar to the first time. Pedri kept adding to himself and I realized that. I intercepted almost every pass he made. It was obvious that it annoyed him. He was even cute when he was angry. In a strange way. I managed to score in the first half. At that moment, it was impossible to say who was happier, Gavi or me. "Whose side are you on, man?" Pedri asked Gavi "On my own.", Gavi replied with a laugh. Nevertheless, at the beginning of the second half, Pedri scored. He was as happy as a little child. It was 1:1 until 90+ minutes. Then I scored for the final 2:1. Pedri grabbed his head.
Gavi and I were dying of laughter.