The Colombian team secured its place in the grand final of the Copa América after beating Uruguay 1-0 in a vibrant and dramatic match. The tricolor advances to the finals with a victory at Bank of America Stadium, North Carolina. Welcome Colombia to its grand final against Albiceleste.

As far as Richard had an idea it would be a quiet night drinks here and there in a new club together with the team, a dinner, a few drinks, and an early night's sleep, nothing more, there was no room for rumors or controversy dating, I didn't stay up late either, since tomorrow the plane would leave early to go to the next city. Of course, after two hours and a bottle of whiskey alone, His perception of reality was very altered, happiness for the victory of the match and who knows what satanic mixture of alcohol screwed his head.

And for some reason and somehow he ended up crashing with you, with whom, if God wanted and helped him, he would break that 'quiet night' shit.

He barely knew your name and was already literally spellbound by you, maybe it was the drinks, or maybe he really was wrapped around your finger. Whatever it was, you had the footballer enthralled.

"Mmm I think...you are pretty, very pretty...but I think you would be even more beautiful if you came to my next game" Richard told you casually, looking at you up and down with a smirk, taking the last sip of his drink, putting a hand around your waist to pull you towards him. "And you will carry my number on your back...who knows? you might give me luck"