word on the street; s.ramos

02

On Wednesday morning, Mina's heart fluttered when she woke up to two text notifications from Sergio.

sergio, 11:15pm: hey mina, i was thinking we either go out for lunch or you come over to my house to scope out the place?

sergio, 11:16pm: sorry from the late response, just got home after a super late practice

She couldn't believe that she had made such a big deal of it last night. Sergio was just a regular guy. It was someway hard to believe that the guy who on the other side of this short string of texts is the captain of Real Madrid.

mina, 6:24am: i'll come over to your house so i can see what i'm working with. no worries it sounds like zidane isn't about that red card record you just broke on saturday haha

Mina instantly regretted that text the moment she sent it. Who was mina to poke fun at Sergio? What if he had no sense of humor and he took it to heart? She shook the negative thoughts out of her head and got ready for work. As mina headed out the door, she couldn't resist checking her phone.

For the second time, Sergio caused mina's heart to drop to the floor. Se had read her text at 6:42am, three minutes ago! Mina rushed to apologize as soon as she got in her car. 

mina, 6:45am: i'm so sorry, that was so uncalled for! i was just joking around and had no intention to hurt your feelings

Mina threw her phone on the passenger side seat and began her commute. The phone pinged almost instantly; however, Mina was not about to throw all caution to the wind and text and drive. Sergio would have to wait for a reply just like she did last night.

Ten minutes later, Mina finally pulled into the parking structure of Madrid Media Agency Inc. and rushed towards the elevator, carrying a hot coffee in each hand. Mina was nearly late - the line at the coffee shop had been out the door. She only has two minutes to reach the 42nd floor and show up for work on time. That wench, Regina, wouldn't let it slip if mina walked in late.

Mina breathed a sigh of relief when she stepped off of the elevator. Regina was nowhere to be seen. She made her way to Natalia's office to drop off her caramel macchiato.

Once Mina was situated at her desk and Regina was out of sight, Mina checked her phone.

sergio, 6:45am: pffft my feelings aren't hurt, i'm no light weight

sergio, 6:45am: no, i'll admit that was funny. i was just trying to think of a comeback but i keep drawing blanks because i know absolutely nothing about you

mina, 7:16am: uhhh you know i'm best friends with lexio?

sergio, 7:17am: yes, but that doesn't say anything about you, whatsoever. it feels a little weird that you must know so much more about me than i know about you

sergio, 7:18am: my mama raised me to know better than to let strangers into my house... so if you plan on helping alexio then you better get talking

Mina chuckled and bit her lip, she had no idea what to say. It felt like the dreaded ice-breaking activities on the first day of school that Mina had to endure throughout elementary, middle, and high school.

sergio, 7:20am: i'll get the ball rolling... what's your last name? are you employed?

mina, 7:20am: mina alpina at your service

mina, 7:20am: and ha, funny. i am employed thank you very much. i'm a secretary to a copywriter at Madrid Media Agency Inc.

sergio, 7:21am: nice name, it has a ring to it. it sounds like a singers name or something

sergio, 7:21am: and no way! isn't that building across the street from the bernabeu? we must have driven or walked past each other countless times

mina, 7:21am: oh wow i guess so! i never thought of that; although, i think i would've noticed you if i had ever come across you

sergio, 7:21am: ahh, whats that supposed to mean? ;)

Mina's cheeks heated up. That is not what she meant. But secretly, maybe what Sergio implied was true.

mina, 7:22am: i think it means that you somehow always manage to create quite a commotion around you...

mina, 7:22am: sorry sergio but i'm going to have to postpone this interrogation until later. i'm at work and my supervisor is beginning to question why i keep smiling down at my crotch

sergio, 7:22am: oh sure, that's what you meant. and aw i'm making you smile?

sergio, 7:23am: we'll continue this later, stranger

For the remaining hours of her shift,  Mina couldn't get images of that light brown haired man out of her mind.