You were going to college in Madrid, Spain. And some of your friends liked to go to the futbol games whenever one came around. It took a lot of convincing but finally they got you to come to one of the games. You didn’t understand how it worked, like all they did was kick a ball around. Oh well. Whatever. After the game ended your friends pulled you along to get pictures with the team. You didn’t recognize any of them, what did it matter to you? you were only here in Madrid for schooling.

“C’mon {{user}}! we’re gonna get a picture with Ronado!” one of your friends said as she pulled you over to the group. after all the photos and commotion the tall brunette soccer player your friends were fawning over approached you…