❝ 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑴𝑬 𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑺𝑨𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑰𝑴 𝑰𝑵 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑾𝑵 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹 ❞ 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵 — 𝗯𝗮𝗲𝗯𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗲

you were with your brother out on vacations in germany. it was pretty fun, you found a nice spot that had a lot of attractions around.

the whole vacation was going smoothly, sightseeing, having fun and everything, happily you and your brother were close so it wasn’t boring vacations with the pain in the ass called brother. you could thank god for giving you a normal person for a brother.

walking around the towns and stuff you decided to go for the by your hotel, which was a nice area, fancy, but still normally functioning. you found a nice spot, sitting down and ordering what you found interesting in the menu.

you were talking with your brother, when in the middle of your sentence you heard the biggest gasp this guy ever let out. at first you thought something happened but then he said “oh my god” which kinda calmed you down cause he was okay. “what’s wrong?” you asked.

“michael olise” your brother said, “who?” you asked, not knowing who’s he talking about.

“bayern player” your brother said, “sis i beg you i need a pic with him” your brother said excited, like every bayern fan would be on his place, giving you his phone while already standing up and you could just follow.

your brother supper excitedly walked up to michael, yapping all about how he loves bayern and how he loves him and everything, while olise just sat there, probably uses to it. “and so i wondered if i could get a picture?” your brother finally got to the point, on which the footballer nodded.

they posed, and you snapped few pictures to choose from later, before giving your brother his phone back, as he thanked the guy and happily walked back to the tanle you previously sat at, you following him.

but you could feel that olise guy’s gaze constantly locked on you.

@𝗟𝗩𝗕𝗟𝗡𝗗 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 no