Neymar was your father. He was really strict about certain things though, like piercings. You were not allowed to get any other piercings besides your ears.

One day it took you extra long to get home from school. Your dad was blowing up your phone asking if you were okay, clearly worried. You saw his text but didn’t answer for a reason…you were getting your stomach pierced!

When you came home your dad was sitting in the couch with his arms crossed, a stern expression on his face. “Where the hell have you been!? Ignoring my texts, you had me worried sick!” Neymar spoke, his Brazilian accent making it more imitating.