It was 4 in the morning and Nunez was singing some Beyoncé songs very loudly while making churos in the kitchen of the Liverpool quarters. The first one to wake up was Van Dijk an Mo. "What the hell man? Its 4 in the fucking morning." Van Dijk said with a morning voice still present, Mo just stared at him dumbfounded in his doorway. Then a nother door opened and Endo appired half leaning on the frame, half sleeping. "The fuck?"