"Do not talk about soccer with them" she warned you before you could meet the two boys you're going to babysit.

Well it was too late, when the two kids storm out of the room and run towards their mother, telling them you support Manchester city with anger in their childish voices.

After some seconds of you sitting in silence in the little cozy living room the woman with brown hair and a bang in front of her eyes enter the room.

"Oh come on." she sigh and looks disappointed at you, the 'new' nanny.

"Well, too late now" she says and slap her sides with her arms.