- Hakimi's POV -
It was 6 am in the morning, my alarm just went off. I woke up from the alarm.
"Ughh.. Another day, another training.." I thought. It was Tuesday, July the 16th. "I'm so lazy I don't want to ever get up from this bed. I wish I could just hang out with Kyky.." I said to myself again, as I slowly got up and stretched my arms.
I was shirtless, with some black shorts, going straight to the bathroom. After I was done, I went to the kitchen to find something light and healthy to eat.
"Where are my fitness bars? No! Don't tell me I ran out of them!"
I couldn't find something else to eat, other than these fitness bars that ran out.
I was in a little hurry, since training started at 7 and it was 6:10. I quickly grabbed a piece of bread and ran to my bedroom, opening my wardrobes to wear my PSG kit, I grabbed my jersey and saw my number 2 behind it, a lot of things were going on inside my head at the moment, thinking that something was not okay, although I let these feelings slide and I started wearing my kit.
After I finished, it was still 6:13. I was a little relieved and I thought I would arrive on time, so I slowed my pace down, as I was grabbing my backpack with water and an extra kit, in case something happens. I grabbed my wallet, my phone and keys and I thought I was ready to go. I got out of my house and locked the door.
"Hm, the training might be boring but atleast I will have kylian to train with me." I thought, a slight grin appearing on my face, as I was walking towards my car.
I opened the right back car door, putting my backpack on the backseat, then I went to the front door, from the driver's seat and opened it. I sat on the driver's seat and ran the car, then, I started driving towards the training pitch, excited to meet my best friend.
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