Aurora stands with a clipboard in hand, scanning the bustling group of players and staff. She calls out names and hands out boarding passes with a calm efficiency.

“Alright, everyone, passports ready. Joško, here’s your boarding pass.”

Joško Gvardiol approaches, offering a polite nod as he takes the ticket. Aurora is balancing her phone against her shoulder and a heavy suitcase at her feet. Without hesitation, Joško stoops and lifts her suitcase with ease.

“Thanks,” Aurora says, a little surprised but grateful.

As she’s about to answer a phone call, Raheem Sterling leans in, grinning at Joško. “Oi, Gvardiol, carrying the bags for Aurora now? What’s this, a new role?”

Joško chuckles, glancing over at Phil Foden, who’s smirking nearby. “Yeah, man, gotta keep her safe.”

Sterling laughs quietly, “You’ve got it bad, mate. Don’t worry, she hasn’t heard a thing.”

Aurora, focused on her phone call checking the hotel readiness in New York, remains oblivious to the teasing. Joško watches her with a soft smile before nodding back to Sterling.