Walking in the hall, stumbling into one another from laughter. An obnoxiously opened door paused them in their footsteps. "What do you think you are doing here, at two thirty-nine in the morning?" the Italian coach questioned the trio, tightening the strap on his bathrobe.
"You see, we went out to eat at like, nine, and we sat there until basically midnight. Then James wanted to play footy in the dark, because he thought he could beat the amazingly talented Ramos'" Sergio paused to high five his younger sister, "By the way, we totally killed him, like thirty-one to fifteen. Here we are." Sergio shrugged his shoulders.
"Whatever, be ready for tomorrow's training, go to bed." Carlo went back inside his own room.
They traveled down the hallway to the last room. "I am ready for bed." Scarlet announced as she entered the bedroom. "Oh."
Two beds, meaning somebody would have to share, "Have fun sleeping together, guys." Scarlet plopped on the bed closest to the door, getting under the covers.
A tanned arm layed on top of Scarlet's back, climbing into the bed along side her. "Goodnight, Ramos'." James murmured before falling into a blissful sleep.
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It was eleven in the morning, and everyone but the trio were awake. "I want to prank them." Karim confessed as his took a bite into his nutella covered crossiant.
The ex-cule fan, Isco, hummed in response, while taking a sip of his orange juice, "Me too."
"What will we do though?" Cristiano, the only one who was eating healthy, questioned.
"Pretend one of us are leaving the team?" Carvajal suggested.
"I'll do it." Iker volunteered, standing from his seat.
Pepe clapped his hands together, "Lets do this thing!"
|| In Room 93 ||
The Colombian-Spainish mix trio were sleeping soundly, unaware of the upcoming events. A knock on the door woke Sergio up, he was a light sleeper. Taking a few quick seconds to fix his hair, Sergio opened the door to find the goalkeeping legend. "I need to tell you something." Iker placed his hands in the back pockets of his shorts.
"Can you wake them up too, it is something really important."
James and Scarlet sat up in the bed, confused at the sight of Iker standing in front of them.
"Can you sit down for this, Serg?" Iker closes his eyes and let it out a shakey breath. "You guys know I love you, right?" Iker covered his face with his hands, "I wanted to tell you guys last, because you will be the hardest to tell it to. There is really no easy way to say it, but I am leaving Madrid."
Shocked faces stared back at the captain, "You are kidding, right?" James was the first to speak up.
Iker just shook his head. Sniffels echoed the silent room. "Are they crying?" Cristiano asked, as he was pressing his ear to the door.
"I think they are." Marcelo laughed quietly.
"We can't have them crying, lets go in." Toni grasped the door handel, and entered the room with the rest of the team.
"It's a joke!" The youngster in the group, Martin, shouted from the back of the group.
"Is THE Sergio Ramos crying?" Lucas Silva snorted.
"Scarlet, take a picture!" Karim pointed to a red eyed Sergio.
"You guys are so mean!" Scarlet whined.
"I was almost about to cry!" James whined too, throwing the blanket across the room at Iker, who easily blocked it.
"Oh my God!" Toni screamed, causing everyone to look at him, but he was too busy taking his phone out to post a picture on Instagram, "My OTP are sleeping in the same bed!"
"You are so weird." Sergio commented in amusement as he watch the German freak out about his sister and her "boyfriend".
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im updating like very book but i have published a chapter in this book for so long !! i kinda forgot about it to be honest.... oops ! i will probably post another chapter tonight|tomorrow for this book cause i feel bad for not updating.ps i didnt edit this either whoops
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