[discon.]
in which lucas torreira and valentina torres have hated each other since they were twelve, when they first met, and working at the same football club is not going to change a thing.
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lucas
of course it was valentina, why wouldn't it have been? out of all the millions that speak spanish in the world, it had to be her to help me. the only thing stopping me from arguing with her is the prospect of being put on the bench when the season starts up again.
it was alright though - seeing that smile she had on her face quickly turning into the frown that i'd grown so accustomed to. something about seeing her again, so many years after we last saw each other at school, and still not being able to get a long was so strangely nice. it was like everything was the same as school and school was so much better than being an adult.
however, i don't really know what i'm meant to do when she'll be in the back of my mind nagging at me or glaring at me from across the room - it's going to be absolute hell. luckily for me, though, she's a physiotherapist - so hopefully i won't have to deal with her too much.
either way, life goes on. and in the grand scheme of things, me having to work with valentina was absolutely nothing. (except it was, oh god, it really was a lot more than nothing.)
valentina
"when were you going to tell me the news?" sofía asked.
"what do you mean?" i put down the keys on the table and chucked my coat onto the hook.
"when were you going to tell me about me the love of your life joining arsenal?"
"love of my life?" i raised an eyebrow. "oh, lucas, very funny sof."
"so when was i going to get told?"
"well you know, considering i got in about thirty seconds ago. when did you expect me to tell you?"
"you could've messaged me," she stood up from where she was on the couch. "or rang, whichever would've been easier..."
"neither would've been easier, seeing as i barely use my phone on the job."
"fine. but still i need all the gossip on him. is he still cute? does he still hate you? do you still hate him? did you even have to talk? i need to know it all."
"no, he never has been-"
"incorrect, if i remember correctly, he was very cute and i wasn't the only one-"
"and to finish the answers to your questions, yes, yes, and again, unfortunately, yes." i walked away as quickly as possible, as to avoid any further questions.
"we're not done with this conversation." i heard sofía shout after me. in response, i shut my door loud enough for her to hear. having to see lucas again was bad enough letting alone having to be the victim of nonstop questioning by sofía, the queen of interrogation.
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i was hoping that by the morning sofía wouldn't care anymore. i was so very wrong. in fact, i was nowhere near the truth, when i walked out into the kitchen to be greeted by a tired sof.
"you know that song, 'ain't no rest for the wicked,' i don't think it was meant to be taken literally." i remarked.
"yeah? well good job i'm not the wicked. just the curious."
"curiosity killed the cat."
"but satisfaction brought it back." sofía bit back.
"anyway, me shutting the door last night was a metaphor for this conversation being over, so i don't know why you're up at-" i checked the clock. "half six in the morning."
"because you can't just leave it there. i need to know everything about it. about lucas torreira."
"and that's where your problem lies, fía. there is nothing else to know. lucas has joined arsenal. i had to speak to him. i still hate him, and i'm going to have to work with him until one of us leaves the club." i let out a deep sigh over the fact that i'm probably going to have to work with him for a long time.
"wait, you spoke to him?" sofía's ears perked up in excitement.
"yeah, there wasn't any of the other spanish-speaking staff available so i had to be the one to introduce him and everything."
"that's so exciting though, speaking to him after all these years."
"not really. i don't know if you saw my experiences with lucas differently to me but we hated each other, and guess what, we still hate each other now. so no, sofía, it wasn't exciting - it was quite the opposite."
"oh don't be such a bore, vale. you didn't hate each other. besides, it's been years, i thought you both would've grown up enough to get over whatever was going on between you two in school. wait, what even lead you to both hate each other as much as you did?"
"i don't know sof," i let out a sigh. "we just woke up one day and decided we didn't get along i guess. it happens- we're probably not the only people to hate each other for no reason."
"you know, that's your two's problem really. the fact that you just decided you hate each other. i reckon you would have been the bestest of amigos ever if you hadn't." sofía let out a soft giggle. "hey, i bet you could've even been a great couple."
that was all it took for me to grab a pillow off of the sofa and smack her round the head with it. "don't be such a rata, you know we would've been the worst couple going."
"okay, calm down. no need to get so violent about it. it was just a joke." she stuck her tongue out at me.
"yeah? well it wasn't funny. besides, this conversation is over because if i don't hurry up and get ready, i'll be late for work. if you're not working today, we can meet up for lunch?"
"yeah, i have today off so i'll pick you up and we can go to that really cute café a few streets away."
"alright, sounds like a plan."
we stood in the kitchen in silence for a few moments, both getting breakfast, before sofía spoke up again, "as if that's all that happened. now i'm starting to see why curiosity killed the cat because that was the most boring story ever."
"i told you. but did you listen to me? no. instead you spent the last fifteen minutes trying to get every last ounce of gossip out of me. also, i thought i said the conversation was over?"
"yeah, it is, i just felt like you needed to know how i boring i thought it was upon reflection."
i rolled my eyes at her and let out a little laugh. same old sofía i guess.
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sorry that lucas' p.o.v is so short, i kinda went a bit blank with it and so i decided to just make val's p.o.v a bit longer than what i originally was going to do it.
