7th January 2025

being in the dressing room, dressing up for training on a cold day.

you were a player of Tottenham aka The Spurs.

sitting besides Richarlison as the Brazilian put on a Tottenham long sleeved shirt as Son was putting his sleeves over his black gloves as he commented. “ it’s too cold.. too cold. “

Richarlison didn’t say anything but a few seconds later, son was standing as he stood with solanke who had an ice coffee in his hand as he spoke with a joking tone.

“ get this guy. “ he said and looked at Son “ you want followers? You need this guy. If you put this guy on the thumbnail… millions. “ Solanke raised his arm to demonstrate the rising of followers

“ I’ll have some followers. “ archie said and walked away and son laughed quietly

“ you said you need some followers? “ son said and laughed quietly as he followed archie who walked into the next room of the dressing room.

destiny was near the drink table with pape and other players were waddling around. You, you were finished. The fatigue was washing you. You were literally leading leaning your shoulder and basically your body weight on the wall with your head tilted against the wall and your feet stabilizing you as your eyes were closed.