Perfecto || lukamos [english]

Sunkissed

Real Madrid had the day off after their win against Bayern, Sergio as a consequence left himself miserable in the mess at home, at least that was the plan.

He had woken up early in the morning and Morpheus didn't return to accept him into his arms, leaving him with no other option but to find the ceiling of his room entertaining, feeling tired and every part of his body heavy enough to attempt to get out of bed.

He remained like that until at least 10 in the morning, being pulled out of his internal misery by his phone constantly lighting up and vibrating, announcing the arrival of messages to it, messages that he refused to see until the sound of the wooden table colliding with the vibrations of his phone became annoying, so he gritted his teeth and accepted his fate.

He let his tired eyes focus on the notifications announcing the reason for his call, frowning in confusion at the number of messages sent to his team's group (a group that only consisted of players, it should be noted). He took a breath and entered the application, biting his tongue.

Marcelolo
sooo 3pn at Seses huose? 😋

It was the first message that caught his attention, and he completely ignored Marcelo's horrible spelling thanks to its content. If he was confused before, now he was even more so. He sat among his blankets, took his phone with both hands, and began to read the previous messages hastily.

Nachete 😎
whos gonna play playstayshun at teh capn's todya?

Why did his teammates write so poorly? At what point did he accept that his house would be the meeting point for a day of team entertainment? He tapped the message to respond directly to it.

remind me when I agreed to this
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Toni Crocs
Sounds good, count me in.

Ghatz
I'm going too, but I'm taking the first turn 🙂.

Lucas with an S
dont cancel om us, captsin, yestreday Marce askd and u agreed ☹️

He had never noticed that among his colleagues, those who didn't know the language very well wrote a thousand times better than those who spoke it fluently.

He remembered being in his own world the day before after the game and remembered saying «yes» to Marcelo without knowing what he had said yes to. Now he knew what he had agreed to and he swore that a migraine was about to prick his brain.

Can't you just play online?
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Marcelolo
its mero fun if we're togeter 😁

Sergio rolled his eyes. Yes, no doubt a migraine was about to pop his eyes out. He breathed defeated and agreed to avoid dwelling on the past.

okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, is it at 3 then?
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Isco
YIPE, PLAYSTATION DAY

<Lukita3
I'm sorry guys, I'd like to join you, but I have something to do in the afternoon.

Sergio could feel the migraine being replaced by the pounding of his heart, which flooded his ears as soon as he read the name of the last message. Unintentionally, he was disappointed that he was not part of their afternoon plans, but he chuckled as he confirmed that, in fact, those who understood Spanish less wrote better (he could say foreigners but Marcelo would be an exception).