Mr. Brightside || João Félix
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    Mr. Brightside || João Félix

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    Grammy award winner who is also a football star and a football nepo baby falls for a youngster on the rise. What will happen when those that came before bring out their insecurities and trust issues ?

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    Tuesday, December 6, 2022
    I woke up to a few messages from unknown. 
    Unknown
    Unknown: Can you meet now ?!
    Sofia ?! 
    Me: No, I have Portugal team breakfast
    We can meet after ? 
    Unknown: Sofia, it's now or never. 
    Fuck, I comb my fingers through my hair and text my dad. 
    Papi <3 
    Me: Something came up, I can't make breakfast, sorry :(
    I also text Hugo while I get ready. 
    Hugo
    Me: NOW
    Hugo: What ?
    Me: They want to meet now
    Hugo: What about team breakfast ?
    Me: You can go, but I HAVE to go meet them. 
    I exit those messages and finish getting ready. I then text unknown back. 
    Unknown
    Me: Fine. 
    I'll be there soon. 
    "Nessa, go to the team breakfast, or with Gio, I'm heading out now," I say waking her up. 
    "Where you going ?" She asks in a sleepy voice. 
    "To meet unknown," I say.
    "What ?! Now ?!" She says getting up. 
    "Yeah, they changed the time, said it's now or never, I have to go," I say grabbing my keys from the nightstand. 
    "Good luck," she says as I walk out. 
    "Sofia," I hear João call out to me as I exit the room, but I ignore him and continue walking. I walk towards the elevator and step into it joining a hooded figure. 
    "Close the doors," they say as João is quickly approaching. 
    "Hugo ?" I ask as the doors begin to close. 
    "I told you I was coming with," he says. 
    We ride the elevator down and as the doors open I hear familiar voices. 
    "Is your father in his suite ?" Ramos asks me as I begin approaching him. 
    "He should be yeah," I smile hugging  him. 
    "Are you not joining us for breakfast ?" Kaká asks me.
    "Uh no, I'm going with Hugo," I say pointing to him. I hug Kaká as well and Hugo introduces himself to the pair. 
    Out of the corner of my eye I see Modrić coming in and "is that Marcelo ?" I ask.
    "Yeah," Sergio says looking back to make sure it is Marcelo. 
    "It's not a Portugal team breakfast, it's a Real Madrid one," I say to no one in particular. I quickly take my phone out of my pocket to text my dad. 
    Papi <3
    Me: You didn't tell me this was a Real Madrid reunion >:(
    Papi: Change your plans
    Me: I really wish I could but I can't :( 
    Let's do this again tomorrow please 
    Papi: I'll talk to them
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