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"so, how'd the audition go?"
gavi is on facetime with azaria, which they've been doing every week for the past month. sometimes they call to play games, and other times they simply just talk into the late hours of the night.
it's been three months since they first met, and they've grown a lot closer. gavi finds it nice to have a friend outside of his football world.
"really well, i think. i hope i get the part." azaria's hopeful expression lights up gavi's screen.
"you have to, you're perfect for the role," gavi assures her. she shoots him a smile that makes his heart beat a little faster. gavi pointedly attributes his rise in heart rate to nerves for the game tomorrow.
"hey, isn't it late for you?" azaria's eyebrows knit together as she notices the time in barcelona.
gavi shrugs, not really wanting to hang up. he liked talking to her, hearing her voice. "yeah, kinda."
"you have a match though!" azaria scolds sharply, frowning at him.
"okay mom," he jokes. "didn't realise i had a bedtime."
"i'll literally hang up on you right now."
"fine, fine. i'll go."
"good," she says smugly. "rest up and win for me."
