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"How much? ...I'll *give* you one. Free of charges!" he clarified it for the artist, smiling to him when he said the goalkeeper kits were pretty badass. He thought so, too! ...But, maybe, just maybe, he was a bit biased. *Maybe*. The fact that lots of people wore his shirt, though, was kinda unbelievable. I mean, he's seen some fans himself, so he *knows* that people wear it. But it's hard to believe, even still! Numbers 7, 9, 10 and 11 (or the positions that they often represent) are usually the most *famous* players amongst the supporters. See Cristiano Ronaldo. Harry Kane. Messi. Salah! Just to name a few! Now mention a keeper that has as much recognition as them? Okay, Buffon. Kahn. Neuer. Taffarel. Martínez. Campos. De Gea. Courtois. Donnaruma. Higuita. There are plenty, and he feels even bad for listing, considering all the ones he's gonna commit the crime— the *atrocity* —of forgetting at the moment! But unless you're a goalkeeper yourself, a huge fan of keepers, or work with something related to football, you might not know as many— or think of them as one of the most important pieces of your team. The fact that he was even *remembered* in a team that has *Salah*, and *some* chose to wear his shirt instead of the Egyptian king's —a living legend! —got him in complete disbelief. And very flattered, too, of course. It was honouring! "Right? You should come and watch the last game, when we get to receive the trophy!"

   "No way.  Really?  How much are they?  Yours totally sound cooler.  Besides,  I see loads of people in your fancy goalkeeper kit,  it's  *super*  badass."  Dexter had been overjoyed to see the goalkeeper do his job in real time,  particularly because he was  GREAT  at it.  Although,  he didn't tell anyone that he'd met him,  perhaps because it felt more polite to keep it to himself.  Especially after the support he was given when he mentioned his audition.  "Oh,  yeah,  I forgot--  you guys gotta be,  like,  professional and stuff.  Well,  I had a really good time!  The rules are still a little confusing,  but I'm sure I'll get used to that.  You were right that seeing things happen makes it easier to understand,  rather than just listening to someone reel off all the complicated rules." 
            
            /   @-NEVERALONE 

"I could get you one," he offered with a polite smile, when the other mentioning buying a Liverpool's shirt. "Mine aren't red like the others, though, but they're actually pretty badass, too, 'cause they're all black," he joked, not mentioning the bright yellow, neon green and orange ones he sometimes wore, as well, of course— "But if you don't mind..."
            "Oh, the one against West Ham? You actually went to it?! No way, that's great! Did you like it?" he laughed, then, at his confession of yelling at the referee— to which he just threw his hands up, as if saying 'I won't be the one telling you not to do it!' and then added jokingly: "I confess, sometimes... I just love the supporters for saying all the things we can't say."
            
            
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  /   thinking abt him as jack from into the woods...  him as anthony from sweeney todd...  him as davey in newsies...  do you see my vision ... 

@-HAWKEYES /   YESSSS !!!!!!!

// LOVE HIM MISSED HIM OMGGGG

   "Only if it's a big defeat.  They don't cry often enough."  She didn't seem to be able to shrug off the tension she carried with her,  the only time she managed it was when she was on the stage—  but then again,  that was just to play a part.  being a spy was more of the same,  and the person left behind at the end of it all wasn't entirely sure who  *she*  was supposed to be.  "I doubt you watch football for the crying at the end,  though."  
            
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"Yes. But!" she raised a finger; a small attempt to ease some of the tension that was still there, between them. They kept on running onto each other, standing on opposite sides more often than not, but... Isabella had become a familiar face, liking it or not, and the woman was trying to make an ally on her rather than just taking her for an enemy. If it would work or not, who knows?! Nothing stopped her from trying, though. "it's still connected, somehow. The adversaries probably end up crying their defeat, in the end."

  "Oh."  Hey,  they did have something in common,  then.  But she didn't want to draw too much attention to that herself,  so she nodded slowly—  showing interest in things as an agent was not her forte.  "Not quite the same thing,  no." 
            
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