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𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 '𝖣𝖺𝗍𝖾'

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Today the players and workers were off as it was a normal public holiday. So all three siblings were at home doing their own thing.

Pedri was in the living room playing FIFA online with some of his teammates, while Fernando was in the kitchen just trying out a new recipe for dinner later in the evening. The aroma of spices filled the air as Fernando chopped vegetables with precision, his excitement evident as he experimented with flavors, occasionally tasting his concoctions to ensure perfection.

Nicolle, however, was up in her room trying to pick out a good outfit to wear. She meticulously rummaged through her wardrobe, feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation for her upcoming date. The sound of hangers sliding against the rail echoed softly in her room as she considered various combinations, each outfit scrutinized under the soft glow of her room's lights.

Nicolle had mentioned to her brothers she had a date in just two hours, which excited both of them, but only one knew it was just for some dare and money at the end. Pedri, aware of the arrangement but keeping it to himself, couldn't help but feel a pang of protectiveness for his sister. He continued to focus on his game, but his mind occasionally wandered, worrying about Nicolle's well-being, sure the date was fake, but he hoped that she was just okay and safe out in the city at night.

She finally found the outfit she wanted, a purple silk tank top with denim white shorts. Her fingers brushed over the smooth fabric as she laid out the pieces on her bed, mentally envisioning how they would look together. With careful consideration, she matched it all with her white air forces and grabbed a jacket, just in case she felt a little chilly, and by the time she would be finished, she would have around thirty minutes to get to the restaurant, which was the perfect amount of time.

She walked downstairs and hugged Fernando before walking out the door, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and apprehension, and walking her way into the heart of the city, It wasn't far away and the weather wasn't to be hated. Fernando couldn't help but feel a surge of pride seeing his sister stepping out confidently, her determination shining through as she embarked on her evening plans.

"I am so happy for her," Fernando stated looking at Pedri who was still sitting on the couch on FIFA, his mind engrossed in the match that was happening, so he only mumbled a 'mhm' in return, trying to keep his act together, he didn't have to look at their eldest brother to know that he just rolled his eyes due to Pedri's response, it was even called a proper response. He spoke to Pablo as well and he clearly mentioned to the boy that Nicolle wasn't exactly his type, on looks and personality, she was the opposite of it all actually.

Nicolle walked down the busy streets, her steps quickening as the anticipation built with each passing moment. The hustle and bustle of the city enveloped her, the sounds of chatter and traffic providing a backdrop to her thoughts. She navigated through the crowd, her destination clear in her mind. As she arrived at the restaurant with five minutes to spare, Nicolle took a deep breath, steeling herself for the evening ahead. The soft ambiance of the restaurant enveloped her as she stepped inside, the warm glow of lights casting a welcoming atmosphere.

"Hola, do you have a reservation with us?" the hostess asked, her voice polite and welcoming. Nicolle smiled in return, feeling a surge of relief as she confirmed her reservation, the naming being under Gavira, Nicolle stated internally crossing her fingers, hoping she wouldn't embarrass herself.

"Ahh yes, please follow me" She placed the tablet down, picking up a menu for the girl in front of her and guiding the hirl over to where Pablo was already sitting and sipping on some water while scrolling on his phone. Nicolle thanked the lady as she placed the menu in front of her and took a seat in front of Pablo who just had a smile on his face, placing his phone down on the table.

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