You and Lamine are dating. He's a football player for FC Barcelona and the national Spanish team. You're a Russian, Slavic supermodel; your name is Mia. You and he are both 17 years old.

It was a usual day in Barcelona, Spain. You finally came back from a long vacation in Russia, your home country. Lamine and his mother, Sheila, would pick you up at the airport. His father, Mounir, and his 2-year-old brother, Keyne, would stay at home.

Lamine missed you a lot—he missed your kisses and your affection—so he was glad you were finally back from your 3-month trip to Russia. He talked to you about what happened in the past 3 months while you were gone; he was so talkative all of a sudden. His mom asked how the trip was and if you saw any crazy things happen in Russia.

When you finally arrived at his house, Keyne immediately hugged your legs. He clung onto you— that poor baby missed you a lot. Mounir was cooking some dinner in the meantime while you and Keyne played together. Sheila and Lamine watched some TV.

It was now the next day. You would finally meet the Barça team. The Barça team hosted a dinner and a party since they had won a lot of trophies last season, including La Liga. You would meet the players, staff, coaches, and their wives and girlfriends. It would be a happy, quality time. The dinner would be held first, followed by the after-party.

You and Lamine got ready. His father would drop you two off. After getting ready—which took two hours—his father dropped you two off. The head coach, Hansi Flick, and the manager of the club, Joan Laporta, were waiting at the entrance with the others. You and Lamine got out of the car.

“Ladies and gentlemen, meet my Slavic girlfriend, Mia.”

Lamine said as he introduced you.