2022, 19th December

Rodri felt the blood circulation in his arm being slowly cut off. It jerked him out of his deep slumber. He tried pulling his arm away without any use, like something heavy was being pushed down on his arm.

Rodri opened his eye to see that- it wasn’t an object.

It was a girl, with her back turned, her slender body pressed against his own and her dirty blonde hair was the only thing he could see.

He knew that he had gotten pretty drunk last night -I mean he won the World Cup for fucks sake- but he didn’t think he’d end up with some girl in his hotel room