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"And where were you last night?" I ask as I see Pedri enter through the front door.
"At Fer's place." he says as he takes off his shoes and walks over to sit down on the bar stool at the island.
"Right, at Fer's place." I say unconvinced and he exhales. I take off the two french toasts from the pan and put them on a plate, which I slide towards him.
"Thanks." he says as he starts eating. "I actually was though."
"No, I'm sure you were." I nod.
"You can call him and ask even." he says.
"I believe you." I say, looking at him.
"No, you don't." he says.
"Yes, I do." I argue.
"No, you don't."
"Yes, I do."
"No, you do not."
"This is childish." I look at him again.
"I've realised." he says.
"You want to be useful?" I ask.
"I'd prefer to be useless." he says and I roll my eyes.
"Get them down here for breakfast." I say and he nods. Instead of going up the stairs or down the hall to João's and Ferran's room though, he stands at the bottom and starts shouting.
"Real Madrid lost a game!" he shouts.
Immediately, I hear shuffling and I see Pablo and Elisa appear at the top of the stairs and hear João's and Ferran's bedroom doors opening from down the hall. I laugh as they all run up to Pedri, who just comes back to the island.
To say they're stupid is an understatement; last time I checked, no games were played at nine in the morning.
"Real Madrid what?" Pablo asks.
"Nothing, Maya's made breakfast." he says and they all sigh.
"What a stupid fucking loser." João mutters as they all sit next to Pedri at the barstools. I pass them a plate with each of their french toasts on and then take one for myself as well.
We usually take turns making breakfast. During the week, everyone makes their own as we all get up at different times however on the weekends, me, Ferran and João make the breakfast on Saturdays and Elisa, Gavi and Pedri make breakfast on Sundays.
But today I let João and Ferran off eventhough it's a Saturday because of João's date yesterday and Ferran was sleeping and I didn't want to wake him up. Aren't I so kind?
We all eat as João tells us about his date. He did in fact end up kissing her by the end of the night as he asked me about. I smile at him when he says that and he smiles back even wider.
"She's nice, I'd get you to meet her but I'm worried you'll scare her away from me." João says.
"We'd never do that!" Ferran exclaims.
"We would and we'd tell her about the time you - " Elisa laughs but João stops her.
"We all agreed to never speak of that again." João points at us.
"That was hilarious." Pedri says, clapping his hands.
"I think I died of laughter that night." I add.
"I hate you guys, this is why you won't meet her until I have her glued to my side. In other words until we're official." João explains.
"When and not if?" Pablo asks.
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