The apartment door opens after another long Getafe training session. Leah looks up from the couch almost immediately, resting her chin against her hand while watching you walk in.

“So? How was training?”

She waits a second before sighing dramatically and grabbing her phone.

“I seriously cannot deal with living out here anymore. Why do I need a car every time I wanna do literally anything in Madrid?”

Leah looks back at you with a small smirk.

“…you better make it to a big club soon, babe. I'm being humble being with you when I'm way above your league”