You're My Person.

Nueve.

Instead of staying one planned night, Aitana was pretty much welcomed into the family and she was by Andorra's side at all times, the goalie finding a lot of peace with the midfielder. They had never talked about what had happened in the forest when they had gone for that relieving run, Andorra's mind being continuously occupied by her toughts, having to return to her lawyer for discussion points and walk ins with the court. The FIFA had decided to postpone the World Cup until the ongoing case was over to give involved parties enough time as the Spanish team was without staff after everyone was fired.

Sofia and Hernandez had also decided that it would be a good idea to invite the girls from the National and Barca team over once a week to organize a game night. Just one night of only fun and games to get some pressure off of everyone's shoulders, thinking about fun instead, Andorra and Aitana being the communication puppets to give everyone the information that was needed.

To say that Sofia was excited for it was an understatement, the woman had been standing all day in the kitchen, making all kinds of bites and food for the entire teams. Besides from Aitana, who had to go home to properly dress for the occasion, the first one to ring the doorbell was Mapi. Andorra opened the door with a smile and let Mapi in, the older defender greeting Andorra with a nod. "Are you doing okay?"

Andorra nodded back at Mapi . "Yes. I am okay. Thank you for asking. How are you doing? You know that Ingrid is also coming, right?"

Truth to be told, Mapi and Ingrid had been awkward ever since they broke up almost a year ago, communicating normally on the field but never interacting with each other outside of the field. Especially after the rumours of Ingrid being together with Patri. Mapi just hadn't been the same. She was more agitated and easily irritable. 

Mapi nodded her head. "Yeah, I know that they are both going to be here but I can't let them take away my chill time either."

Andorra nodded her head in understanding and stepped to the side. "Come on in."

Mapi nodded her head and walked into the house, greeting Andorra's parents and brother and easily falling into conversation with them, Aitana joining them.

It didn't take long for the rest of the teams to join together inside of Andorra's spacious house, after making sure that everyone had something to drink, Andorra stood in front of everyone, the chatter dying down to look at the 18 year old. "First off, I want to thank all of you for being able to be here and for taking the time out of everyone's busy schedules to be together. I know that it's practically my fault that the World Cup and thus all competitions have been set to a later date and I'm sorry about that. I want to thank Alexia, Aitana, Ona, Jennifer and Misa for having my back in the trials and coming to court to testify for me. It truly means a lot to me and my family. Now, let's celebrate tonight and just have fun for one night before we all have to return to our busy schedules tomorrow."

Everyone cheered and raised their glasses, Ingrid standing up. "If I may?"

Everyone went quiet again and looked at the Norwegian midfielder, said midfielder looking straight at Andorra. "No one here and no one in any of the teams blame it on you at all. This is not your fault. It's the fault of the RFEF. In the Norwegian team we, at least, do not see it as your fault at all."

Rolfö smiled, falling in with Ingrid. "We Swedes don't blame you at all either."

Lucy and Keira also looking up. "We neither. Everything that all of us and all of the teams care about is that you end up in a safe environment. We care about you girls in the Spanish team."

Everyone nodded their heads, Alexia raising her glass filled with coke. "Cheers to that!"

Aitana and Andorra made eye-contact, the midfielder's eyes looking straight into Andorra's eyes, a smirk on the midfielder's lips as she silently raised her glass. Everything about that face that she had was screaming an 'I told you so.'