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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 11 months ago

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Chapter 12 Nemo dat quot non habet (No one gives what they do not have) - Benidorm part 2

Part 3 tomorrow

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Warning: Mild panic attack

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Soap found the first listening device not even five minutes after stepping inside the apartment, hidden inside the living room lamp. All three of them concluded, silently, just exchanging meaningful looks, that if that one had been so easy to find, it meant there were others better hidden.

Gabi, blissfully unaware, was joyfully planning their next steps during the afternoon and evening, but the three SAS operators were crowded around one of the kitchen’s counters, with Ghost writing on a notebook.

We’ll go turn the car in and rent another, then we’ll be back to get you and go to the new apartment. Try to find if there’s more listening bugs or cameras before you get frisky with your girlfriend, MacTavish

Soap nodded, completely serious, and grabbed the pen to scribble his own message.

How come ye write a whole fucking paragraph and then ye jus’ speak with grunts and growls?

Ghost rolled his eyes, huffing at Soap’s shit-eating grin, but it was Riot’s giggling that prevented him from answering harshly or whacking his friend over the head. Carefully, with elegant and exaggerated calligraphy, he wrote.

Fuck you

Soap gasped loudly, placing his hand over his heart as if he had been struck by lightning.

‘‘How dare ye hurt me feelings?’’ He pretended to wipe a tear off, trying hard not to allow his lips to curl upwards when Ghost just stared at him, fuming. ‘‘Thought ye liked me!’’

‘‘I said I liked you alive, but I’m about to change my opinion’’ Ghost grunted, shoving Soap’s shoulder without any force, thankful because the balaclava was hiding his wide grin. Stupid motherfucker. The only good fucking thing Shepherd had ever done was putting Soap in his life.

‘‘I’ll text you before we head back’’ Riot laughed quietly, grabbing her jacket, wallet and phone. Gabi decided in that moment to pay attention, seeing that Ghost was collecting his things too, after going into the bathroom to change his balaclava for a face mask.

‘‘Wait, where are you going?’’

‘‘To buy things for breakfast tomorrow and scout a bit for a good place for dinner’’ Riot explained calmly, writing something on Ghost’s notebook before tearing off the page and giving it to her.

We’re going to rent another car and turn this one in. The bags with the trackers will stay at this apartment, and we’ll come get you two in a couple of hours to go to another one. Have fun!

Gabi stared up at Christine’s radiant, uneven smile, speechless, before grabbing the pen and writing hurriedly.

But Johnny found a listening device here!

‘‘Have fun’’ Riot chuckled, and kissed lightly Gabi’s forehead before heading towards the door, where Ghost was already waiting for her. The redhead just blinked, watching them leave, and melted right into Soap’s arms when he hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head.

Maybe a bit of time alone wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

It took just under half an hour to turn in the car at the same rental chain they had used at the airport, and then rent another SUV from another company just in case. And once that was done, both Ghost and Riot turned their attention to more important matters.

Knives.

‘‘Have you found anything?’’ Simon grunted a curse under his breath at some idiot trying to overtake their SUV, forcing him to step on the brakes harder than he would have wanted.

‘‘Mhmm�� yes, one shop, not far. Turn right’’ Christine nodded, checking her mobile phone. ‘‘Best thing to know where to buy these things is checking online forums of military nutters. And there are a lot of expats singing praises of this shop so we can try… oh, park there!’’

Simon nodded and started the maneouvre, while she waited just until he turned the engine off to get out of the SUV, looking around with the phone in her hand until she got her bearings. Simon locked the car and waited, until she looked up at him, covering the lower half of her face with her own mask, and then showed him the screen.

‘‘That way’’

The street wasn’t really close to the city center, but it was packed. Crowds of people moving up and down the street, stopping to check the shop windows, stopping in the middle of the pavement to chat with other people. No one really bumped into the towering masked Lieutenant, preferring to move out of his way, but, in turn, crossed her path and forced her to move, or worse, straightly pushed into her.

‘‘¡Gilipollas! (twat)’’ Christine spat furiously at the latest idiot that chose to bump into her to avoid Simon. ‘‘¡Mira por donde vas, imbécil! (Watch where you’re walking, dickhead)’’

Simon bit back a laugh at her affronted face, and moved slightly so he’d be walking in front of her. He wasn’t having a good time either. The crowd was too loud and too rowdy, and he was getting fed up of being surrounded of so many people.

‘‘It’s busier than I expected’’

‘‘In this city it’s normal, it’s always full of tourists, but I swear to God, if one more stupid wanker…’’ Her words were muffled by the noise in the street, and her blood ran cold when suddenly, there was a loud bang coming from a building nearby, in the process of being renovated.

Without thinking, her hands shot forward and grabbed his arm, her fingers digging into the hard muscle beneath hard enough to make Simon stop and look down at her, concerned.

‘‘Lovie’’

Rubble, rubble everywhere, falling on me, falling on my team, impending impact, impending impact…

A warm, big palm cupped her jaw over her mask and tilted her face upwards, until her eyes met Simon’s dark brown ones, looking down at her.

‘‘You’re safe. You’re safe, lovie’’ His voice, the same scorching, low rumble that always grounded her, that helped in Belarus, that helped her in the solitude of her room or her shower when she needed something to calm her down. ‘‘You’re with me’’

Swallowing through the knot in her throat, she nodded, feeling the sting of the dust in her eyes. Or maybe it wasn’t dust at all.

‘‘I’m sorry, it’s… it’s pathetic, I’m…’’

‘‘I still have them, sometimes’’ He commented, completely calm. Both of them were still, in the middle of the pavement, ignoring the huffs and puffs of the people forced to go around them. Her hands were still gripping his arm, and he was still cupping her face, to prevent her from looking away.

‘‘You? But you’re always so…’’ She bit her lips underneath the mask, not knowing how to continue. He always looked so calm. So collected. Stern, reliable, disciplined, methodical. It was difficult to imagine the imponent Ghost as a crumbling mess like she felt.

‘‘Took a long time to get there’’ Simon shrugged lightly, and suddenly, somehow, he seemed closer, his massive body bending down to get closer to her, or maybe she was just standing on her tip toes again, or maybe it was both.

Their foreheads touched, and Christine couldn’t help but close her eyes and sigh, relaxing into the feeling of his warm skin and the soothing sound of his breathing.

‘‘You’ll get there too’’ He added, very low, feeling tempted, oh so temped, but with the firm self-discipline with which he managed his life, he restrained himself. It wouldn't be appropriate. Not there, in the middle of a busy street, when she was in the middle of a panic attack ‘‘You’re not pathetic. You’re human. I’d be worried otherwise’’

Christine just nodded, the pale, cold skin of her forehead dragging against his, feeling the hardened skin of a couple of his scars. God, if only…

‘‘I don’t know what I would do without you’’ She froze right after the words left her lips, with her eyes still closed, but she felt how his breathing hitched for a second. And then, the low rumble of his laugh and a calloused thumb brushing over her cheekbone.

‘‘I’m not going anywhere, lovie’’ Bloody fucking hell, how could he. How could he, after this. ‘‘Because I don’t fucking know what I would do without you either’’

Christine chuckled softly, opening her eyes again as Simon straightened up and let his hand fall from her face.

‘‘Knives?’’ She whispered, without releasing his arm. He didn’t seem to care, and both started to walk towards the shop.

‘‘Knives’’

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maxverstappensflatbrim · 1 year ago

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Show Me Yours | Matty Healy [15]

chapter fifteen, act two: anobrain

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November 3rd 2013

Tommie truly feels like Stevie Nicks in this moment as she sings lyrics of songs she and Matty had written together, glancing at him from time to time.

Of course, she was not much of a Queen like Stevie herself and didn’t have the energy she had during the whole Silver Springs fiasco.

She had however, given several dirty looks to Matty everytime he tried to approach her on stage, and had gone back to hiding behind Ross in the shadows.

Usually, to try and cheer her up and lessen the anxiety she felt Matty would come over during songs and distract her as she played. Maybe he’d share a dance with her during a break in the song, play with her hair, lean his head on hers as they sang a part together.

But today, everytime he approached her, to the delight of the crowd who cheered a little louder as they had grown to love those little special moments of the shows. She shook her head.

At the end of the show Matty had tried going after her as she moved quickly off the stage, but George had suggested he stay back and distract Adam so he wouldn’t worry.

George had panicked when she wasn’t hiding away in her usual spots, but he had quickly found her when he realised her jacket (and his own packet of cigarettes from his jacket)had disappeared.

“For Christmas I’m gonna bulk buy you a bunch of cigarette packs so you stop stealing everyones.” He tells her as he approaches.

She’s stuck in her head, rethinking the past couple of days over and over. The night with Matty, the conversation this morning, everything.

“Tom?”

“Hmm?”

He holds a hand out and clicks his fingers a little, she shakes her head then starts patting herself down until she finds his pack handing them over to him.

“I-”

“Forgot yours, yeah, you always do.”

“Sorry.”

He shrugs, lighting the cigarette hanging from his mouth and leaning on the railing beside her. He eyes her sceptically for her apology, usually he receives a snark response, ‘sharing is caring’, ‘what's yours is mine’, yet today the one word is muttered, and is muttered so quietly his concern returns. “You alright?”

“Hmm?” She looks up, hands hanging down over the railing with the cigarette between her fingers, “Yeah.”

“What’s going on?”

She glances at him, preparing her little lie but one glance and she knows she can’t go through with it.

“Don’t say nothing,” He tells her, “Something’s wrong. Talk to me.”

Tommie doesn’t say anything to him, she just stares at the floor for a few moments. Instead of focusing on one anxiety, she brings up another, which probably isn’t a good idea with the current head space she’s in.

“I’m just… tired,” She tells him quietly, “And… scared.”

“Scared?”

She nods a little, “Been thinking a lot lately.”

He fakes a dramatic wince and raises his brows, “That must hurt.”

George smiles when he sees her lips twitch a little bit. “Funny.”

“Think I’m in the wrong career,” He tells her, “Should’ve done stand up, could’ve joined Tim on Benidorm or sumat.”

“Yeah, would’ve watched you on all the shitty UK panel shows that are weirdly always hosted by, like, Jimmy Carr or James Corden.”

He hums in agreement then gets back on track, “So, what’re you scared about?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know.”

“Come on, Tom, you know I have weird fears- I mean, nothing as weird as birds, that’s a stupid fea-”

“They’re scary things okay!” She jumps to defend herself, “They could fuckign peck your eyes out G, how you gonna play the drums blind, huh?”

“Well, I’m sure it's been done, by like.. Fuckign Hellen Keller or someone like that.”

“And why do they fly?” She continues on, “It’s fucking strange, they’re fucking strange. It’s a valid fear.”

He raises his hands and steps back with playful eyebrows raised, “Well, I can guarantee whatever you're scared of isn’t as stupid as birds.” She shoots him another glare.

“I’m scared something bad will happen soon, with us, the band… like,” She sighs running her hands through her hair, when the cigarette catches George is quick to take if from her hand so she doesn’t singe her hair, “I don’t know, G, and that’s what’s fucking my head up.”

They stay in silence for a while, George doesn’t know what to say, so he doesn’t say anything. A trait that she wishes Matty has for those situations where he should just keep his mouth shut.

The silence stretches until Ross lets them both know that their uber has arrived to take them out for drinks.

She sighs, “I’m gonna head back,” She tells George but he loops his arm through hers shaking his head, “G, I won’t be able to get in anywhere.”

“Come on, we’re famous.”

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“Come on, we’re famous.” Tommie repeats bitterly as they walk away from the fifth place that has turned them away in the last hour.

She sighs looking back at the group, most moody and annoyed at the walking then to George who’s skipping ahead, “Another one up here, Irish bar, bound to let us in, come on.”

She sighs tugging his hand so he’ll stop, “I’m just,” She glances back again, eyes drifting over Matty who stands with his hands in his pockets, looking anywhere but at her, “Gonna head back, I don’t fancy drinks anyway.”

“Okay, we’ll walk you back-”

“G, it’s fine.”

“You’re not walking through Vegas at eleven on your own.” Adam says sternly.

“Tommie?”

She turns quickly, lips curving a little, “Hey, Caleb, what are you doing out here? Got a gig?”

He goes to hug her, arms lifting, but she stands completely oblivious and unmoving causing him to awkwardly act as if he was trying to lean on the fire hydrant beside her, “Um no, no, me and the band, we moved out to California, it’s Micthell, the guitarist, remember him?” He questions, she nods (she doesn’t remember him), “His brother’s bachelor party tomorrow night.”

“Oh cool, that’s uh, your version of a stag do, right?”

“Assuming that’s the party of the groom?”

She nods and he grins nodding back, he glances round the band passing smiles around, “Hey, ya’ll.”

The five of them cringe at the same time, Matty muttering something under his breath receiving a nudge and a quiet hidden snort from Ross.

“So, you guys had a gig?”

“Hard Rock Casino.” Matty butts in before she can open her mouth.

His smile widens, “Really? Supposed to be great in there, that’s where we're going tomorrow night.”

“Yeah?”

He nods, “Where are you headed?”

“Uh, these guys are gonna go bar hopping and I was just on my way back to the hotel now.”

“Cool, cool, shall I walk you? Wouldn’t want you wandering around alone at night.”

She glances back at the four, they’re all watching lined up in a row, all shaking their heads but she smiles at him, “That’d be great, thank you.”

“Tom-” Adam tries to protest but she smiles at him.

“I’ll see you guys in the morning, alright? Don’t get too drunk, show tomorrow.”

She gives them no time to argue and turns around with Caleb in tow.

As they walk, and he talks about his band and how they’re doing, she sneaks glances at him and takes him in.

He’s the complete opposite of every guy she has ever had a crush on.

Which has only been three people (excluding Alex Turner and Jenson Button).

The first guy was in primary school, he had this horrible bowl cut with dark brown eyes and equally dark brown hair.

The second was in comp when she was in year 10, he was taller than her, much taller than her by almost an entire foot. He played rugby, took ICT and PE as his GCSE’s and had, you guessed it, brown eyes and hair. Only he had this horrible mullet haircut that she weirdly found attractive. The moment he cut it off for a buzz cut half way through the school year the crush was gone.

The third guy was when she was younger, and well, it was Matty. The more she thinks of that one the more she realises it never really went away.

Caleb is completely different.

He has blonde hair that's slicked back, not like a sexy Alex Turner kind of slicked back, more like old mafia American movies kind of slicked back. But it looks good on him, his face is a wider, square shape and he has some darker stubble with larger eyebrows and brown eyes.

He’s not short, but he’s not exactly tall either, probably a few inches shorter than Matty.

He’s dressed differently to his vest and jean shorts she first saw him in, he has a tank top with a striped shirt over it and a pair of blue jeans.

“You had food? Was gonna pick some up for my friends and I, if you’re hungry we can make a stop. On me.”

“I am not one to turn down free food.”

“Tastes better free, right?”

She nods and thanks him as he holds the door open of some shitty 24 hour diner.

They sit at the back by a window and order, he has a burger and a strawberry milkshake, asking for two straws, she asks for just a plate of chips, to which the woman looks at her weirdly and she then clarifies by saying ‘fries’, with a dr pepper.

When food comes and they’re tucking in, she starts asking about the band, and how they’ve been doing since he saw her a few months back.

She tells him about the tour, and the festivals, going into too much detail of the Arctic Monkeys gig, he doesn't seem to mind, he happily sips from one straw of the milkshake and nods in encouragement.

“Where are you guys going tomorrow?”

“Tucson, then flying to Spain on the fifth.”

“The fifth?”

She nods and he mutters a quiet, “Damn.”

“What?”

“Was going to ask if you wanted to maybe get dinner, like, actual dinner, with me. You know, on a date.”

She looks down, “Is this not good enough to be a date?”

He shrugs, “I like to treat girls a little better than a dingy, greasy diner.”

Just as he says it the waitress walks by and pauses to cast a glare over her shoulder making Tommie lean back and quietly laugh into her hand.

He purses his lips and sends one of his charming smiles over to her, “Don’t order anything else, they’re gonna spit in it.”

“I’ll be sure not to.” She says, lifting the bottled dr pepper to her lips.

“So,” She then goes on to say, “If this were to be a date, and I, theoretically-”

“Of course, theoretically.”

“Agreed, what would we do?”

He thinks for a moment, “You strike me as the adventurous type.”

She’s not. She likes comfort and staying in her little self created box.

“First, I’d take you to see a gig of some shitty underground band-”

“Dirty Delights?” She questions and he fights back the smile at the sight of her own teasing smile, “Heard they’re pretty shit,” She shrugs, “Couldn’t even get drunk frat boys to join in.”

“I know, and I heard the drummer is a grade A asshole, he is also very attracted to this guitarist from that band. 1975, heard of them?”

“Oh yeah.” She nods, “They’re the talk of the music industry, next Fleetwood Mac.”

His teasing smile turns serious, “I think you could be.”

“What?” She pops another chip in her mouth and chews as he tilts his head.

“Be the next Fleetwood Mac.”

She snorts and drops the half bitten chip to lean back against the booth, he smiles bigger, “I mean it, you could be. You and Matt up there. Chaining each other up.”

“Oh my God, that is like the worst saying I’ve ever heard.” She giggles.

He smiles at the sound she makes, “What? It's been said.”

“By who, a serial killer?”

He raises a brow at her but doesn't comment, “Okay, back to it. We’d go to a gig, listen to some music, dress way too over the top for the back alley bar we’d be at.”

“Back alley?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from the creeps.”

“Hope so. But I warn you, I’ve got a very harsh right hook.”

He nods quickly, “Noted. I’ll make sure I’m never on the receiving end.”

“Then,” He carries on, “We’ll make use of our fancy outfits. Go to a nice restaurant, have a seat out on the balcony, you’ll make a comment about the stars- you seem the type- and I’ll ask about you. I’ll pretend to listen but I’ll actually be staring at you cause you,” He pauses and watches her cheeks tinge red, “You’re just so pretty in the moonlight.”

“What then?” She presses on.

“I’ll walk you back to your hotel, you’ll invite me up but I’ll tell you about my no kissing on the first date rule, you’ll ask me how many dates is okay for a kiss, I tell you at least five and you roll your eyes. It's not what I believe, I just say it so I’ll get to see you more.”

“And… happily ever after?” She questions.

He nods, “Happily ever after.”

“Hmm, maybe I’ll take you up on it.”

“Maybe?”

“Maybe.” She agrees as she stands and grabs her jacket, “Now, walk me back so I can invite you up.”

She sighs as he follows her out, a fake sigh as a smile stretches on his lips when he turns to nod at the hotel behind her, brows raising suggestively. “Afraid to say it, ma’am, don’t kiss women on the first date.”

She hums, “Guess you’ll have to take me on another.”

“Florida.” He says suddenly, his hands now in his pockets as they walk side by side.

“Hm?”

“The Big Ticket festival,” He clarifies, “We’re playing, You going to be there?”

She nods, “December?” He tells her ‘yes’, “Yeah, we’re going, I convinced the guys we need to go to Disney World.”

He nods, “Then,” He pauses opening up the hotel door for her, “That’s our first date.”

She turns to the lift but can just see it's open with a few people inside and jogs a little to get there faster, “Hold the door.”

Ross perks up, smiling lazily with his head poking out, “Tommie!”

She smiles at the four guys packed inside the lift, “Thanks guys, uh,” She turns back around to Caleb who’s passed a wave to them over her shoulder.

Matty raises a brow at him when Tommie’s not looking and turns his nose up in disgust.

“So.. Florida?”

She nods, “See you then.”

“Thirty five days,” He tells her, “I’ll count them down.”

“Surprised he can count after that awful count-in that he did back in Texas.”

George nudges Matty to shut up and Caleb looks up at him again, Tommie smiles, the muttering having gone unheard and as she goes to turn around ready to step inside but Caleb gently touches her hand for her attention.

“Think I might want to break my rule.”

“I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

He smiles and closes his eyes, leaning to place a simple peck on her lips, “Florida.” He says against them before walking backwards.

She stands there awkwardly only moving once he’s completely disappeared to step inside the lift.

The doors close slowly, no one says a thing.

“Ooh, Florida…” George says in an American accent as he grips Ross' face, “I’ll see you in Florida, my little alligator Queen.”

“Break your rule, Georgia boy, kiss me.” Ross says in a high pitched voice as they both start making kissing sounds at each other's hands holding each other's faces.

Adam giggles loudly, unable to stop and Matty stands there silently.

“Designated sober friend?”

He doesn’t say anything, just nods, “I’ll take Adam and George.”

“Adam’s bunking with me.” He says simply and she nods.

“Okay, uh, Ross is with John, right?” He nods again, “John’s beside me so, I’ll take them both.”

“I can handle my friends, Tommie.”

She nods, “Yeah, you’ve made that very clear.”

“Doesn’t seem to have bothered you much.” He comments, gaze still forward as she tries to untangle Ross’ hand from pulling on George’s hair.

The door opens and she ushers Ross and George, who are still hanging over each other, out into the hallway, like some kind of tired single mother.

She watches Matty and Adam head down the opposite way, Adam’s arms wrapped around Matty’s waist, his head on his shoulder.

Matty looks up as he opens the door, peeling a clingy Adam from him, his eyes catch hers and she pauses in the doorway.

“Goodnight, Matty.”

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realmadridfamily · 5 months ago

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Where have you been on holidays? I was in Marbella for a week and a few days in Rome. Footballers choose Ibiza, Maldives … you don't? I associate Ibiza with noise and discos, it's not my style. The Maldives are far away. You have to spend one day getting there, the other day returning … I prefer something closer. We've never been on Marbella so we decided to give it a try. And we loved it. Last year you chose Benidorm, right? Yes, between Benidorm and Alicante. A small villa in a residential area. It was good because we had the beach right next to it. You seem like a very family person. Yes, I devote all my free time to my family, my son and wife. I try to spend as much time with them as possible when I'm not with my team. You spent your holiday with your family. Are they here in Spain or did they stay in Ukraine? My family, apart from my father, is in Ukraine. He moved in with me six years ago, although he lives separately. The rest are in my hometown in Ukraine. I was on holiday with my wife, son and mother-in-law, who lives with us because she left the country because of the war. How do you manage to concentrate on football considering the situation in your country? The first two months were very difficult. I remember the first night when it all started. The first two months were very difficult for me and my wife. I was more off the team than on it. When you have your family and friends there and you see the bombings and all these horrors… As a player, I wasn't in the best shape. I felt stressed, I didn't feel well. Over time, although it is not normal, you get used to what is happening. We don't realize how much time has passed since the war began. People there too and it's surprising. I try not to forget about it. When I post things on social media, I do it so that people see what is happening, so that they see the truth about what they are doing… I try to help by sending help, supporting people who come to Spain from Ukraine. We help them look for jobs, with papers, with apartments… There are many mothers who come here alone with small children, and we help with clothes, food… This is our life now. How much time do you spend on this? A lot, especially my wife. She helps mothers who come alone with their children, but we try to cooperate in everything and do what we can. We ship many things there. Why did you get married in tracksuits? We didn't feel comfortable in the suit environment. My wife and I decided that it would be easier, more comfortable and that it would be a special day. It's true that one day we want to have a ceremony on the beach, with family, without suits, but she in a summer dress, me in a white shirt… In the future, we will do something nicer.

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bigbumder96 · 7 months ago

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account introduction thing!!!??

ngl i feel a bit goofy doing this🙁forgive me if this is weird, im used to getting attacked on tiktok for literally nothing (i rarely use tumblr)

general:

name: darcie

age: im a minor😭

gender: girl (she/her :3 )

sexuality: lesbian

from/live in: england unfortunately😣 east london specifically, or essex depending on if u focus on the postcode or the london borough😭 officially its east london tho

interests:

tv shows:

- the inbetweeners

- white gold

- station 19 (still have to catch up on the latest episode lmao

- 9-1-1 (also still have to catch up one episode😭)

- fresh meat

- ted lasso

- heartbreak high (both the old version and the reboot !!! i dont prefer one over the other, although i do tend to post about the 90s one more lmaooo)

- friday night dinner

- this country

- call the midwife

- ackley bridge

- baby reindeer (i wouldnt exactly call it an interest, this show fucking traumatised me, but i watched it like last week😭)

- phoenix rise

- moment of eighteen (a k-drama btw!!)

- move to heaven (also a k-drama!!)

- there she goes

- benidorm

- skins (only gen 2 tho im afraid😞)

- the inBESTigators (dont judge lmfao😭😭😭)

- little lunch (i cant theyre js both such good shows)

- dodo (a cartoon)

- taskmaster (only season eight tho for the icon joe thomas‼️)

- mr bigstuff

- supacell

im currently watching derry girls and jamie johnson atm !!

films:

- the shawshank redemption

- the green mile

- goodbye charlie bright (my absolute fav omg)

- the business

- the football factory (theyre making the sequel to this at my school im so happy i love nick love films😍i didnt see nick love himself tho💔)

- good will hunting

- bohemian rhapsody

- dead mans shoes

- ferris buellers day off

- harry brown

- little miss sunshine

- the inbetweeners movie

- the inbetweeners 2

- white chicks

- the basketball diaries

- mid90s

- spiderman: into the spider-verse

- spiderman: across the spider-verse

music:

- alex g (fav song: too many to put here, but if i had to pick then prolly the whole race, trick, and rules album😭)

- tv girl (fav song: better in the dark, louise, and daughter of a cop)

- the fratellis (fav song: i honestly dk, i havent gotten that much into them yet😣i js listened to one of their albums and played fifa)

- the killers (fav song: read my mind and andy youre a star)

- the smiths (fav song: girl afraid, bigmouth strikes again, and this night has opened my eyes. guys i swr i liked them songs before they got popular im acc rly annoyed at the tiktofication of bigmouth strikes again and this night has opened my eyes😣)

- queen (fav song: spread your wings and long away)

- the stone roses (fav song: i wanna be adored and made of stone. basic i know😣😣)

- the jam (fav song: down in the tube station at midnight, david watts, and man in the corner shop)

- oasis (live forever. icba to type ‘fav song’ anymore😭)

- mac the knife (here to stay)

- mitski (why didnt you stop me, goodbye my danish sweetheart, me and my husband, your best american girl, once more to see you, etcetera…)

extras:

- im into football and i am a big arsenal fan !!!! my fav player is def martin ødegaard, and i may or may not be one of those deluded emile smith-rowe fans who think that hes gonna have a huge comeback and be like he was two seasons ago🤫🤫🤫

(edit: im gonna kms he left arsenal🙁)

i also support england as a country (obviously) plus a tad bit of dagenham amd redbridge, because they are my local ! (before you call me a glory hunter, ive supported arsenal since i was 3 because thats what my mum and grandparents support!!! also its a bit hard to support your local when not all the games are televised and you cant afford a season ticket, not to mention i had no clue who dagenham and redbridge were when i was choosing a football team, because i had no clue how leagues worked and i didnt gaf about football tbh💀)

- i like webtoons! my fav is jacksons diary, our walk home, and crystal city killers😱 (please does anyone have any cute wlw webtoon recs im so desperate)

- in year seven my drama teacher made us watch a play (on the screen, not irl) called slowtime but we didnt get to finish it💔my teacher spoiled the ending but i didnt care and tracked down the rest of that video bcs slowtime is such a good play i love everything abt it😍

- last year i was obsessed with this book series called football academy (written by tom palmer) and it was genuinely so good but there was nobody myp age cuz it was for kids💔i dont rly read them anymore, but the interest is still there if someone by chance has read them please contact me and have a conversation with me about it🙏🙏🙏

- i also have a very obscure interest about london boroughs??? like i dont even know a lot about them, i just love talking about/watching videos about london boroughs... i blame the lb guy on tiktok

i apologise as this was very long, and i probably wont even post that much😭 sorry for the yapping tho🙏🙏🙏

#introduction!#what else do i put here #erm anyways #brighton imagine how funny ut would be if u played like REALLY good and beat man city lmao #like just inagine how funny that would be

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gaymer-hag-stan · 2 years ago

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Liverpool 2023 Eurovision Grand Final Thoughts

1. Austria 🇦🇹 - Teya & Salena - Who the Hell Is Edgar? - Ok, I knew they were gonna do worse than projected on the odds but I still thought they were better than in the Semi Final and that the televote would carry them a bit harder but it seems not. The fact that the jury hard carried them more than the public is outrageous tbh.

2. Portugal 🇵🇹 - Mimicat - Ai coração - Oof, not bottom five, come on! She was amazing but I guess the running order screwed her over a bit.

3. Switzerland 🇨🇭 - Remo Forrer - Watergun - Yeah about what I expected.

4. Poland 🇵🇱 - Blanka - Solo - Blanka coming EIGHTH on the televote was kind of a power move, I'm sorry. I guess crying about her too much on the internet and memeing her pronunciation of BEJBAH to hell and back worked wonders for her lmao.

5. Serbia 🇷🇸 - Luke Black - Samo mi se spava - Nooo Luke...! Overall yes, it wasn't as impactful as the semi final but I think Luke's act is "too much" for some people on first watch so maybe those who never watched the semis or any performances or listened to the song before the Final were taken aback by it. A pity.

6. France 🇫🇷 - La Zarra - Évidemment - Whooo girl... Listen, her staging was a MESS and I think that maybe her fearing for her life affected her vocals a bit. She was arguably much better than the semi final jury show but it seems it still wasn't enough. I wasn't as mesmerized by her as I hoped it would be. Song-wise, Évidemment is still among my favourites of the year but performance-wise it wasn't as show-stopping.

7. Cyprus 🇨🇾 - Andrew Lambrou - Break a Broken Heart - Okay, king and his gun show did it honestly. I feared he would get a lot more screwed over by Remo but he prevailed and I'm glad! He almost made tenth spot on the televoting, Albina and her Familja beat him by just one point, and on the juries he was behind Brunette by just one point too! Literally if our (Greece's) jury wasn't screwing around he would have made the final top ten! I don't understand the reasoning but this screams "we didn't make it so we're gonna screw over Cyprus too since they're not winning anyway" or that we tried to show Europe that we don't always give 12 points to Cyprus xD

8. Spain 🇪🇸 - Blanca Paloma - Eaea - Guys. Guys. Be very serious, what the hell happened here??? Yes, there was a very big chance the televoting woul not like her performance; this is a very unique and "out there" perfroamce which, like Luke's, possibly even more so, on first look can be unsettling, in a way. Ever since she won Benidorm, people across Europe were literally either ranking her in their top three favourites or their worst five of the entire year, out of all 37 entries! There was no middle ground with Eaea, I just hoped the ones who loved it would overpower those who didn't. But the juries??? What the hell??? She didn't miss a single note, she was ON POINT the entire time. Her performance was artistic and she definitely sang better than Loreen but, ESPECIALLY Noa! I know the juries punish any cultural elements but was the flamenco style so appalling to them??? This was the biggest crime of the year, honestly.

9. Sweden 🇸🇪 - Loreen - Tattoo - I don't wanna hear any complaints. Her song is radio friendly but it's not basic. We knew she was gonna win the juries, we knew it since day one, and we knew she was probably gonna win the whole thing, unless someone placed second on both the juries and the televoting and ended up overtaking both her and Käärijä but that didn't happen (it should have been Spain) so her win was guaranteed. She did sing better in the semi, and her staging I feel was not as interesting as Euphoria, but this is still very much a deserved win. Stop crying. She's the first woman to win the Contest twice and the second person ever, in general. Don't delude yourself into thinking no one will remember her or shit like that I keep seeing posted on this terminally online community, she is a legend. Go outside, breathe some fresh air and use your one (1) remaining brain cell for once.

10. Albania 🇦🇱 - Albina and Familja Kelmendi - Duje - The Albanian Kardashians coming TENTH on the televote was this year's biggest surprise! Yes, it was pretty close so, just as easily as they came 10th they could have just as easily come 15th if a few countries had given them one or two points less. But what matters is that the televoting resonated with a strong Balkan and ethnic sound and identity and I wish the rest of the Balkans like Greece or Serbia would maybe reconsider incorporating their own local flavour again. I don't care what language they sing in, someone should cut the "Don't sing in English" crowd's access to the internet, permanently, but in terms of overall sound and identity I wish to see more of it, from everyone, not just the Balkans.

11. Italy 🇮🇹 - Marco Mengoni - Due vite - I get the jury votes, he had possibly the best vocal performance last night, or at least among the best, but I was surprised by his televote score?? He got a LOT of points, all of the first seven acts on the televote ranking (Finland, Sweden, Norway, Israel, Italy & Croatia) did, it wasn't just that he happened to land on that spot because all the acts above him got all the points, like it is the case with the rest of the scoreboard below Croatia. A lot of people said Tattoo is Euphoria 2.0, but I think this is a lot more applicable in Marco's case. The song is literally the same as L'essenziale, and neither of these songs are particularly interesting so I don't see how he did as good as he did. And don't mistake this for me disliking his act, Marco did perform great and I do like the song but, for a TV show contest this was way too bland, sorry.

12. Estonia 🇪🇪 - Alika - Bridges - See here? This makes sense. Alika gave an amazing performance, she sounded even better than the semi, and she was exclusively carried by the juries, the public only gave her 22pts. Good for her, she deserved it though, again this is not me dismissing the sad slow acts but they are not as exciting for a TV show, and Eurovision is not The Voice, it is a TV show.

13. Finland 🇫🇮 - Käärijä - Cha Cha Cha - Käärijä got fan favourite, as he was expected to, but no this had no chances of winning. Ever. He still did overwhelmingly well, he got a 60% average overall score, which is great, and he will be forever be remebered as a legendary act. That is enough, that's what this particular performance was meant to achieve. You can all chill, or rather, you should all chill. The juries were even way too kind on him. Fourth with shaky vocals like that and an overall very unhinged song and performance, is much better than expected. I thought they were gonna go Moldova 2022 on him. But they didn't, but also, to be fair on him, his vocal performance was considerably better than the semi.

14. Czechia 🇨🇿 - Vesna - My Sister's Crown - YES girls! They made it to the top ten. I'm so happy for them.

15. Australia 🇦🇺 - Voyager - Promise - I don't know why this did as well as it did? I'm not mad, I'm just surprised, they apparently even won their semi final too! What's, again, very surprising, is that they got actually hard carried by the juries... The public only gave them 21 points. See why the juries are necessary my dear idiots? Supposed fan favourites Voyager got 130 points from the evil juries but only 21 from the public.

16. Belgium 🇧🇪 - Gustaph - Because of You - YES Gustaph, YES! So happy for him making the top ten. I liked his song since day one, but I only fell in love with his performance last night. Bravo king.

17. Armenia 🇦🇲 - Brunette - Future Lover - I think she did very well, They fixed the smoke effect too, her performance was pretty solid and she did okay.

18. Moldova 🇲🇩 - Pasha Parfeni - Soarele și luna - Okay, Pasha was actually screwed over by the juries placing him 20th, but while the public did place him 9th, he still only got 76 points. With Finland, Sweden, Norway, Ukraine, Israel, Italy and Croatia hogging all the televote points, literally no points were left for anyone else, so if the juries didn't love them they were practically doomed. And the juries likewise only cared about 7 acts so Pasha tanked.

19. Ukraine 🇺🇦 - TVORCHI - Heart of Steel - A very commendable performance and an overall good placing. I believe they made Ukrainians proud, Ukraine knows how to work a stage, whatever they try so it was expected. Plus, I think being the only song with R&B vibes last night might have helped.

20. Norway 🇳🇴 - Alessandra - Queen of Kings - Her vocals were still shaky and I still can't get out of my mind how much better she performed at UMK but she still did good and the public ate her up so I think this was also a very good placing.

21. Germany 🇩🇪 - Lord of the Lost - Blood & Glitter - Germany really can't get out of the depths of hell unless it's Lena or Michael Schulte huh? I did expect them to do worse than all the Big 5 but I thought they'd at least be mid to low table? Their performance was really good too, they deserved more

22. Lithuania 🇱🇹 - Monika Linkytė - Stay - YES! My girl got 11th! That's much better than i thought she would get and I'm so happy!

23. Israel 🇮🇱 - Noa Kirel - Unicorn - How the hell did Noa come third honestly xD Like, okay, I get the public points; even if the song was trash and the lyrics and unicorn hand gesture were a cringe fest, that dance break alone hard carried her but why the fuck did the juries got her 3rd place as well??? She was only singing good when stationary, the moment she started moving about she immediately went off key. How and why did the juries appreciate her vocal performance more than Italy's, Estonia's Spain's, Czechia's, Lithuania's, or Switzerland's who were all not once off-key during their performances??? This is genuinely puzzling and a huge inconsistency in the way the juries voted... Good for her anyway, I'm just still puzzled as to how she got such good scores from the juries, this makes no sense to me whatsoever.

24. Slovenia 🇸🇮 - Joker Out - Carpe Diem - Okay-ish boy band with an okay-ish performance did okay-ish. Nothing unexpected here.

25. Croatia 🇭🇷 - Let 3 - Mama ŠČ! - The public straight up ate them up! I'm so happy for them, because they still did good despite the juries', expected, butchering. This is how you do an anti-war song Switzerland!

26. United Kingdom 🇬🇧 - Mae Muller - I Wrote a Song - Whooo girl! Not second to last again! Her performance was not it, sure, but I still thought she miiiiight have done a teensy bit better.

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lotlvision · 10 months ago

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looking over from benidorm fest to see malta doing malta things

#malta esc #matt blxck #esc 24 #GOD I HOPE HE WINS SO BAD

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fangirlstorycreator · 7 months ago

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Hey sorry I was not clear enough but basically what I meant was

But basically mateo has a 16 year old daughter who lives with him and u didn’t know u was pregnant until you give birth and u was scared to tell your dad but in the end after he was mad he was supposed of you and your baby and help as much as he can and Mateo the dad who is mad, but who ends up supporting her as much as he can and it is mateo and the child pov if that ok x

I think I understand now anon, I will try my best and I hope you like it 💚

School was a nightmare, yet again. The boy you had a huge crush on was ignoring you after the beach party you both attended, and he never even called you after you both spent the night together on that boat. You just tried to focus on your school work and hanging out with your friends too. But something had been bothering you for a few days, a pain that had been growing and gnawing away at you from your belly. As a teenager, your period was always mixed up and never came at the same time as before.

And you had been known to completely skip a period or two in a row, but this was a very long time now, and you were worried. You were at the legal age to have s#x, but you didn't want your mum and dad to know about that, especially not with your 17th birthday just 2 months away. But maybe there was something that happened to you when you slept with your crush that's making you feel this way? You didn't have a baby bump or any other pregnancy symptoms, so it couldn't be that. Maybe he was lying about not being clear of STI's? And maybe this feeling is that? Whatever it was, you needed to find out, and discreetly, before anything really bad happens.

When you got back from school, you passed your mum who was making a drink in the kitchen. "Hi honey, how was school?" "It was ok, I guess" You were born in Spain, but your dad was Spanish and your mum was English. So you were pretty much fluent in both languages, and used both depending on who you were with, just to make it easier. Dad knew English, but he did get his words muddled up sometimes, it was funny. "Are you ok? You seem a little distant" "I'm fine mum, I'm just gunna head out to the beach for a while. I'll be back soon" "Take your phone with you and text me if you need anything ok?" "Ok mum" Getting changed into something comfy, you head back out and walk down to the benidorm beach front with all the shops and bars on the front. As you were walking in the sand, water lapping on your bare feet as you hold your shoes, you hear a voice in the distance. You see your dad, Mateo, walking towards you. "Hola, cómo estás Y/N?" "Hola papá. Are you heading to the hotel?" "Yes, miss Temple-Savage is making me clean the pool after an old orange man nearly died in it" "What?" "He's ok, still orange but not dead. Are you ok? Where are you off too?"

"I'm fine, just going for a walk" "Ok then Y/N, mantente segura mi querida" "Lo haré, nos vemos pronto papá" Giving you a wave, he heads to the Solana where he works as you carry on down the beach and on towards the old town. Washing your feet in the water before coming onto the path, you see your friend Lacey walking down the street. "Lacey!" You shout, trying to get her attention. "Hey Y/N, how are you?" "Well that's the thing, I don't feel well" "Oh? What's wrong?" "I don't know...but I need some advice" "Ok?" "I think this illness I'm feeling is something to do with Jake" "Jake? Why Ja-Huh! No! You didn't did you?!" "Just, try and keep your voice down ok?" "You slept with him didn't you?!" "Well, yeh. Kind of" "Kind of?! I can't believe you slept with him! That's great! Oh...you said your not feeling well" "I've got this kind of numb and slightly painful feeling in my stomach" "Are you pregnant?" "I cant be, I slept with him nearly 9 months ago, and if I WAS pregnant, I'd have a bump. There's nothing there" "You certainly dont LOOK pregnant, what do you think it might be then?" "I don't know...maybe an STI?" "Did Jake use protection?" "He told me he did, and I saw him pull the condom out of his pocket"

"But did you SEE him put it on?" "Uuhhh..." "Oh my god Y/N....you've got to be more careful" "I know, I know, I've learn't my lesson" "Ok, do you know what your going to do?" "I'm going to go to the local doctors in the old town, can you come with me?" "Of course, lead the way" As you and your friend walk into the old town, it's very quiet, hardly anyone was there. And it seems that the pains you were having, were about to get worse. "Ouch!" "What's wrong?" "I felt...it felt really sharp right hear. Why the hell did-OUCH!" You fall to your knees, holding your stomach as it gradually got more and more painful. "Oh my god! Y/N what do I do?!" "I-I don't know! Call-call my mum! Please call my mum!" Lacey takes her phone out while still rubbing your back, trying to help ease the pain as she calls your mum. "Hello?" "Mrs Castellanos?!" "Is this Lacey? Are you alright?" "No! Something is wrong with Y/N!" "What's happened?!" "She said she wasn't feeling well, and we were going to the doctor in the old town. But she's in so much pain! I don't know what to do!" "Where are you?" "By tapas alley!" "Stay there! I'm on my way!"

Lacey ends the call and is back with you again. "Should I call your dad?" "He won't answer, he's working right now-hhhsss! Ooowwww!" Just as you thought this pain was going to be too much, your mum parks her car right beside you both. "Y/N!" "MUM! It hurts so much! I'm scared" "It's ok baby! I'm going to take you to the hospital now! Lacey, sit in the back, I'll get Y/N in" Your mother drove like she was in a race, she was extremely worried about you. She practically demanded a doctor to see you when she brought you into the hospital. Thanks to her, they got you your own room and were seen too immediately. The pain wasn't stopping, and you had no idea what to do. Your mother was there by your side every step of the way, holding your hand when the doctor was trying to find out the cause of your pain. "Mrs Castellanos! We need to sit her up in a more comfortable position, now!" "Why?! What's happening to her?!" "Just please help me, the baby is about to come out!" Huh? Baby? What baby? You weren't pregnant? Were you? Your mother looked utterly shocked as she helped you sit up, what was she supposed to think? What were YOU supposed to think? "Y/N? Honey, your pregnant?" "I-I didn't know! I swear!"

Another pain comes, and you squeeze your mums hand for dear life. "Alright young lady! It's time to push! Hold your mothers hand and listen to me ok! Take a deep breath, and push!" Doing as she says, you push with all your might, it was excruciating. "That's it! The head is out! One more push and the baby will be hear! Take another breath now, and push!" Taking the biggest breath you can, you push one last time, harder than you had before. And within seconds, the instant relief washes over you, and the sound of a baby's cry fills the room. You were shocked by this whole moment. You had just given birth! You WERE pregnant! And now there was a baby, hear, in your arms. "Congratulations young lady, it's a healthy baby boy" The doctor said, you couldn't say a word, you just look at the baby in your arms, unable to say a thing. It's your mum who speaks first. "He's beautiful........Y/N...why didn't you tell me?" "Mum, I swear, I didn't know I was pregnant. I had no bump, no morning sickness, nothing" "How is that possible doctor?"

"I have seen this before, but it is extremely uncommon. It appears your daughter had what is known as a "Cryptic Pregnancy" In most cases, the pregnancy won't show a bump and a lot of women have not shown any sign of pregnancy until 20 weeks. However, there are the rare few that don't show or realise they are pregnant, until they actualy give birth. Studies show that around 1 in 2,500 pregnancies go unnoticed until delivery" The doctor checked your notes while your mum was still shocked by the whole thing. "Can I have a moment alone with my daughter please doctor?" "Of course, just press that button if you need help" Once the doctor left, your mum held the baby in her arms and started walking around with him, smiling at him. "Y/N.... this is....I don't know what to say" "I'm so sorry mum" "It's ok honey, I just want to know why you didn't tell me you were s#xually active? Your only just at the legal age. Is this why you've been distant lately? And why you've been having bad pains?" "Mum, it was just one time, I swear. And he said he wore a condom, I saw it and everything! I honestly though this was some kind of illness, or STI. And I was going to the doctor today to try and deal with it. I'm so so sorry, I know your angry with me"

"No Y/N, I'm not mad at you" "Your? Your not?" "No" she says calmly as she walks back to you and sits on the hospital bed, carefully placing the baby in your arms. "I'm not mad at you honey, your a teenager who was doing what teenagers do. I am angry that this boy didn't use protection. And I am angry that YOU didn't double check, or take any birth control before hand. But, what's done is done...and this is what's happened. You are holding a baby, your baby" "I know....it's strange....but nice....really nice" "There are a lot of choices you have to make honey, but there is one incredibly important question" "What's that?" "Y/N.....are you ready to be a mum?.......do you want to keep this baby?" "I....I know that looking at him...makes me feel this feeling I've never felt before. It's something I don't want to loose....I don't want to loose him. I know this is going to change my life forever mum, I really do understand......and I don't care if I won't sleep for the next 18 years, I dont care about anything else anymore. Just looking at him....he's perfect" "It's a feeling that only a mum can feel, and that's what your feeling. So? Are you going to keep him? Yes or no?"

"But what am I going to do for money for him?" "Don't worry about that just yet, I work from home anyway so I can help you out. You can rest up from having him first, bring him home, and me and your dad can go and get some things he will need. A cot, a buggy, formula, clothes ect. And once he's settled, you can go and look for a job to help pay for him" "Oh god! Dad! What am I going to tell him?! How do I explain this to him?!" "Y/N, it's alright, I'll go and talk to your dad and explain what has happened" "He's going to be so angry isn't he?" "There is a possibility his anger may be directed at this boy who is the father. You and your friend Lacey have spoken about a boy at school many times before, is it him? Is it Jake?" All you can do is nod, feeling ashamed of what you've done. But your mum just kisses your forhead, and looks down lovingly at her grandson. "He needs to know about this Y/N, do you have any way of contacting him?" "I have him on instagram, but he's not answered any messages I've sent him recently" "Sounds like a normal teenage boy to me then. Right, what's his full name? I'll find his mother online and contact her and Jake. But first, I need to go and speak to your father. Let's get the doctor back in hear and get this little guy weighed and checked over, and once your both ok, I'll pop out to the Solana and speak to your dad, ok?"

"Ok mum" Once she called the doctor back in and she did the weighing and checks on you and the baby, your mum called Lacey into the room and asked her to stay with you while she was gone. Lacey agreed and was more than happy to sit with you and the baby. "Awwww! He's so cute! And so small" "He looks small, but apparently he was 8 lbs 7 ounces" "Really? Woh! Aww but look at his little face. Can I hold him?" "Yeh sure, just sit in the chair though" "No problem" Carefully you place him in her arms, and her smile is beaming. "He's so tiny.....your so lucky Y/N....have you though of a name yet?" "I don't know, in the space of one day, I've discovered I was pregnant, gone through labour, had him, and now planning in my head how I'm going to take care of him for the rest of my life. A name right now is a bit tricky to focus on" "I can try and think I some names for you if you like?" "That would be nice, yeah. My mums gone to tell my dad, which is scary enough. But I'm more worried about what I'm going to tell Jake" "Oh yeh, I hadn't really thought about that. How do you think he'll take it?" "I have no idea, and that's the thing that's worrying me"

Meanwhile, your mum had just arrived in the Solana, where she saw Joyce at the front desk. "Oh hello dear! What brings you hear?" "Joyce, I'm afraid there is a family emergency, and I need to take Mateo from you" "Oh! Yes of course, I'll go and fetch him for you. It's a quiet day today so he's a spare member of staff anyway" "Thank you Joyce" 10 minutes later, Mateo and Joyce walks back to the front desk. "Hola mi amor! Miss Temple Savage said you have come to see me? Some kind of emergency?"

"Yes babe, come with me and I'll explain everything. Your going to need to sit down for this. She took him to a seating area outside the hotel, and explained everything from start to finish. Your pains, going into labour and being in the hospital right now with the baby. And it was safe to say, that Mateo was more than shocked, his mouth was wide open and his eyes focused on your mother. "She.......my daughter.....how?" "She said it was a boy she had a crush on, she's been so worried about me telling you babe" "My baby has her own baby....I can't believe it.....is she ok? Is she in pain?" "No, that doctors said she had no damage, and the baby came quite quickly. She's resting in the hospital with Lacey now"

"And.....who is this boy who got her pregnant? Cabron hijo de perra!" "Mateo! Language!" "I'm sorry mi amor, I must hate that he's left her like that on her own" "He doesn't know. Hell! She didn't know until she was in labour! Once she's ok, we'll contact this boy and his family, tell them what has happened" "Ok.....I still can't believe it....my daughter is now a mother. We have a grandchild?" "A grandson" "It's! It's a boy!" "Yes Mateo, and I think we should go and see if both our daughter and grandson are doing ok" "....yes..." "Mateo, let's just walk up there and try to take deep breaths ok?" "Yes, I think I have too" Back in the hospital, Lacey had given you back the baby so you could feed him, and the more you held him, the more your love for him grew. "How is it possible for me to love someone who's only been alive for no longer than an hour?" "It must be what they call mother's instinct" "Yeh, I think that's what my mum said too. I hope my dad didn't go insane over this" It was as if his ears were burning, because as soon as you said that, him and your mum came into the room and saw you. "Dad!......dad I'm so sorry, I swear I didn't know I was pregnant! I thought I was just unwell-and then the pains started-and he came out-and-"

You kept trying to tell your dad what was happening, but he just remained quiet as walked over to you and sat beside you. "I know it's going to be hard, but I can't let him go-I love him dad-I don't want to miss out in raising him and trying to be a good mum! I'm...I'm sorry..." Mateo didn't say a word, just looked into your eyes in a softening way. Resting a hand on the baby, he leaned over and kissed his little hand. "He's beautiful mi querida, I'm so proud of you" You burst into tears, you were so glad he wasn't angry with you, and you pulled him in for a tight hug, desperate to show how much you loved your dad. When you both pulled away, you even handed him the baby, letting him hold his grandchild for the first time. "Beautiful....our little grandson" a few days later, you were able to leave the hospital with your baby, and your mum and dad helped you bring him back home. Where they had bought everything he could ever need. Your mum loved having a baby around the house, and your dad...well your dad was being extremely over protective of you and the baby. He would be super gentle with him, and not let you lift a finger, not even to do cleaning or dishes. He absolutely adored your little boy, everyone did. Well....you say everyone....you still hadn't heard anything back from Jake, but that was about to change.

You were due to take the baby to the registry office tomorow, but you had yet to think of a name for him, you were still unsure. You had just got him chaged into a new baby grow after feeding him, when the doorbell went, and when your mum opened it, it was Jake! And his mother. "Jake? What are you doing hear?" "I've uhh...come to see the baby" "Our baby Jake" "Yeh, I guess so" It was a little awkward, his mum seemed thrilled to see the baby, and Jake just sat beside his mum, not knowing what to do. "He's beautiful Y/N, he looks happy and healthy. It's so wonderful to finaly meet my grandchild" "Thanks Faith. You can hold him if you like?" "Oh yes please" You hand the baby to Faith, and she is so delicate with him, you felt happy knowing he was being held by another trustworthy mum. "Oh he's beautiful. Don't you think Jake?" "Uhhh, yeh" "Yeh? That's all you've got to say?" "He's just a baby" "He's YOUR baby! That you and Y/N created together. You should be thanking Y/N and her family for taking such good care of him" "Why? I didn't ask her to get pregnant" Anger built within you. "Seriously Jake?! You told me you used protection! You lied to me, you can't blame this completely on me!" "It was just a fling Y/N, why should I have to-" Your dad smacked his hand on the kitchen table, definitely getting Jake's attention.

"You got my daughter pregnant....you have a responsibility now, weather you like it or not. Don't you DARE disrespect my daughter like this, when she has brought your baby into the world!" "I ain't disrespecting her, I just don't see why I should have to do anything. She's the mum now" His own mother hits him in the back of the head. "Yes! And YOUR the dad! You are my son! And you will look after this baby, because it's your responsibility, as much as it is Y/N's!" "You can't make me mum" "Oh yeh? You live under my roof, you will do as I say. You are going to finish school in a few months, then the second you finish, you will find a job and pay child support for your son!" "What? That's not fair! I don't want a job! I don't want to be held down by a baby" "Well tough! Maybe if you hadn't have lied to this young girl, and actually taken the right precautions, you wouldn't have to be doing this! But your baby is hear now! So suck it up!" Jake just scoffed, not liking that he has to grow up. He thought for a moment, then looked right at you and said "Fine, I'll help out a little if he's named after me" "Excuse me?" "Yeh, he's my boy, I want him to have my name" "Like hell he will" "What? I can choose his name if I want"

"You haven't bothered to see him by yourself for the last few days Jake. You only came because your mum made you, and your refusing to pay for him. Why in the world would I name my child after someone who doesn't want to be a part of his life?" "Because I want him to share my name" "He will...your last name. Legally your his dad, he will have your last name, but that's all. I will decide his name, I have been the one who had been taking care of our baby since he's been born, not you! My mum and dad have been there for me every step of the way, and you look like your fed up being hear. I mean for god sake Jake! You haven't even asked to hold him! He's right beside you in your mums arms, and you won't even look at him!" "Yeh? So?" "Get out! I mean it get out!" "Seriously? Your being so stupid kicking me and my mum out?" "Not your mum, just you! Get out!" "FINE!" And with a slam of the front door, he was gone, and the anger was staring to go away. "I am so sorry for my son's behaviour, he's acting like a child" "He's his own person Faith" You say sympathetically, she comes and sits over with you, aswell as your mum and dad too. Your mum hugs you around the shoulders, then Faith says "He's going to pay for child support, he won't have a choice. But until then, I'll send you and your family some money for him" "Faith, you don't have too" Mateo says.

"No, I want to, I insist. You've brought my grandchild into the world, and I want to try and support Y/N, the baby, and the rest of you as much as I can" Faith was such a lovely woman, let's hope that Jake does actualy realise the importance of the situation, and actually wants to be a part of his sons life.

You, your parents and Faith spent the remainder of that day spending time with the baby, and building those important bonds. And the next day, after Faith had dropped off some lovely baby clothes for you, you and your dad had made your way to the registry office. Your mum was busy looking for a new carseat, so your dad came with you instead. You knew that your dad wasn't particularly happy when he first heard the news about you and the baby, but the second he saw him, you knew life was going to be diffrent. Jake had been waiting at the office, and when he saw you, and your dad walking up as he was holding the baby, Jake just scoffed and walked in, looking like he didn't even want to be there. "Don't worry mi querida, you have all the support from me and your mother" "Thanks dad" Walking down the hallway and into the little office, Jake was already sat on one of the chairs, so you and dad take a seat too, with the registrar sat behind her desk. "Alright, do we have both parents for this lovely little boy?" "Yes" "Mhm" Jake just slumped in the chair, he could at least act like he cared. "Alright then, so firstly, you both are not married, is that correct?"

"Yes" "Alright, so the baby will take his birth fathers name, which is Brooks. Now, does he have any first and last names?" "Yes, he does have both" Again, Jake just scoffs, because he knew you didn't name the baby after him. "His first name is Lorenzo" "That's a lovely name miss L/N, let me just write that down. And his middle name?" "His middle name is Mateo" Your dad looked utterly shocked! He looked at you, tears welling up in his eyes. "Mi querida? Your giving him my name?" "Of course dad, you've been there for me and him. I want to show you how much that means to me" He couldn't help his joy, he pulled you in for a loving hug. "That's stupid!" Jake says defiently. "You wont name him after me? But you'll give him your dads? This is ridiculous!" "Please be quiet Mr Brooks. Miss L/N's parents, and YOUR mother did call ahead and explain the situation to me before hand, and you don't have the right to be so rude to the mother of your child" "I don't care, you can't make me like her. Just like you cant make me pay child support" "Oh....but the law can" "Huh?" "I'm sure your mother has already told you that you have a legal responsibility to this baby? Well she is correct. As soon as you turn 18, you are required by law to pay child support for your son" "Uuugghh!" It was like he was acting like a child who was being grounded, you hated that he behaved this way, especially with your baby right there in the room.

"If you could both sign the papers hear, little Lorenzo will be all done" Grabbing the pen, Jake signs the paper and just leaves, it really got to you. But your dad held your hand to comfort you, and the registrar tried to ease your worries. "Don't worry Miss L/N, I've seen worse dads waltz though hear. But I can tell your going to be a great mother to your son, and by the way your parents help you, I know you will have a great support network to get you through the tough times ahead" "Thank you" You smile a little and pick up your pen, signing the paperwork and being handed Lorenzo's birth certificate. "I hope you all have a good day" "Thank you" Mateo said as he takes you and Lorenzo out of the office and the building. You held your baby in your arms, seeing his beautiful little face, blue eyes and blonde curly hair, loving him more and more each second. "I am very honoured you decided on my name as Lorenzo's middle name mi querida" "It's something I wanted to do for a while now, and I also think it suits him. So...being a mother starts hear, with you.....Lorenzo Mateo Brooks....my little boy"

#benidorm mateo #benidorm #benidorm tv series #mateo x reader

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jackredfieldwasmyjacob · 10 months ago

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btw i'm aware today is the first semifinal of benidorm fest and also that i have not been talking about it lol, I think it's cause in my mind OT and benifest / ESC occupy the same space and i cannot obsess over both of them. Also I have a concert this Saturday which means I won't be able to watch the final so I'm less hyped, I will watch the two semis tho.

Also also, this year I will do everything in my power to boycott ESC if Israel still competes, so I'm not really in the mood of watching preselections

#esc #esc 2024 #benidorm fest #basically. you'll hear about me past february 19th #also the 'i'll do everything in my power' part is cause fvery year my family gets together to watch esc and i don't know if i can't not come #but i won't vote nor comment and consume the least amount of esc content possible #also i've sent a mail to my country's broadcaster asking for the removal of israel #it is extremely easy to do please do if you can #also!! ines hernand which is one of the presenters of benidorm fest just vocally voiced her condemnation to israel and her support #fog palestine in a press conference previous to benifest itself today #i doubt it'll do much in the great scheme of things but it's reassuring seeing not everyone complies

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escmemesandstuff · 2 years ago

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Okay but seriously, what's the point of announcing the points in the semifinals? (Looking at you, Spain and Lithuania.) Not only does it kill the excitement for the viewers, it's also discouraging to the artists who barely made it, knowing that their chances to win are practically non-existent. Like, thanks to this stupid useless system we know now that Benidorm Fest will basically be a battle between Agoney and Blanca Paloma, with all the other artists as fillers. (Pisses me off especially because I loved Megara but there won't be use in rooting for them as they surely won't win.)

Now, some may ask "ok but what about the pre-show polls/betting odds, don't they also spoil the favourites?" The thing is, people voting in polls and such only make a fraction of the actual voters, besides opinions can change a lot during the show, as we see every year how the staging and live vocals can make or break it. Same with the odds, which also don't even represent the betters' own tastes but rather their prediction of the majority opinion. So yeah, it's not the same thing as revealing the actual votes before the final. Plus, in the case of Benidorm, the same juries will vote also in the final, and I highly doubt their opinion will change significantly in the span of a few days. At least if they changed the jury for every show (like I think Portugal did at some point) this all could make more sense. But they don't.

Thankfully I don't think that kind of system will ever be applied to Eurovision itself. A good competition show should aim to keep the excitement high for as long as possible, and it's baffling how professional producers cannot understand that.

#eurovision #esc spain #benidorm fest

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itsmemateinnit · 1 year ago

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Whitechapel series 4 press pack

Steve Pemberton plays Edward Buchan

What’s it like being back on set for Whitechapel?

It’s like a familiar machine now we all know each other. A lot of the crew are the same, the director (Jon East) is back again this year and as a cast we all get on really well.

Tell us what to expect in the new series:

In this series everyone is affected by the station, a bit like The Shining where the hotel takes over the characters. There is a sense that there is something supernatural that we can’t control, with biblical references. It’s not your standard police show but then Whitechapel never has been. Buchan finds mould and mildew in the archive which of course is devastating to him because he has all this valuable paperwork down there so he becomes a bit obsessive with that. There will be lots in the new series, what I think it is, and what I hope it is – is the scariest series yet.

What else is happening with Buchan in this series?

Buchan is launching a book in the new series, and he’s been pushed into making it a bit more sensationalist than he wanted it to – he’s a bit embarrassed about that side of it. He becomes a little bit more romantic and sets himself up on a little date, whether that ends well or not we’ll have to see but there certainly are a lot of things going on for him in this series. You definitely start to see a softer side to Buchan.

Do you think the rest of the team have accepted Buchan now?

I think there was an awful lot of culture clash at the beginning, especially with Phil’s character. Buchan’s been proved right on a number of occasions, and that’s the show’s strength really, how you use the past to help solve present day crimes. So I think there is an acceptance and he does feel more part of the team.

In the first series they wanted to think of Buchan as a potential suspect because he relishes the horrific details of the murders, Jack the Ripper in particular. I still quite like the fact that he relishes what he’s talking about but I don’t think you believe he is suspect anymore so that element has gone. He’s become more human in a way. I think that’s important, he’s not just an eccentric.

What can you tell us about your episodes?

The idea for my stories is that the victims are found flayed alive. Ben and Caroline – the creators of Whitechapel gave me this to work with. I looked at stuff to do with skin, tattoos etc. I did an awful lot of research. It’s hopefully very exciting and creepy. It draws on the likes of Silence of the Lambs and Texas Chainsaw Massacre which were all inspired by the case of Ed Gien, a notorious killer in America in the 1950s. So hopefully it will be perfect Whitechapel material!

Did Ben and Caroline give you a story arc to stick to?

No, they gave me a paragraph and said it’s about flaying and off I went. Obviously I’ve never done this before, Ben and Caroline have never not written them before so it was a new process for all of us. I was writing the middle block of three, so I didn’t know what was coming before my story, which meant I was in the dark a little bit to begin with.

How did you find the writing process?

It wasn’t easy to write but I really enjoyed it. I was in a similar position when I wrote Benidorm last series. If you’re in a show and you know it very well and you know the people, the characters – it really helps. So I wasn’t starting from scratch from that

point of view. Even knowing the actors and what they do well, what their personalities are like, knowing how much their personal characters are like the characters they play and where they’re not – you can use all of that. I really enjoyed writing the banter between the characters. All the historical research, certainly all the information my character, Buchan comes up with is true, it always has been in Whitechapel. So I knew I had to do a lot of work to make sure it was authentic and felt right.

Did you give yourself most of the lines?

I don’t think I gave myself the best lines! You’re always very aware when you’re writing and I think the balance is right. I get out of the archive which is my little home for most of the series so I thought it would be quite nice to get out on location. But with being so cold I wish I’d stayed in my archive now rather than being in freezing locations!

With your background in comedy, was it difficult leaving the humour out of Whitechapel?

I think anything benefits from having humour, and the last thing you want is having a humourless detective series so I have put bits of humour in, some jokes. Rupert’s character isn’t laugh a minute, jokey character but I’ve given him a few moments where he tries to make a joke and nobody laughs and he has to say ‘that was a joke’, stuff like that in itself is quite amusing. If they’re going to ask me to write they have to expect a certain degree of humour in there and hopefully that comes out. I like to think I’ve pushed the boat out a little bit but it has to be the same show. You’re very aware when you take on a job like that that you have to fit in to an existing format and it doesn’t need re-inventing – it’s a fantastic show!

How do you mix horror and humour?

I’ve always enjoyed mixing comedy and horror in my writing. I enjoy thinking of ways to be unsettling or creepy, for you to watch something that I’ve done and for it to stay in your mind. I love that Whitechapel doesn’t take itself too seriously. In terms of writing and acting in a series I couldn’t be more at home it’s fantastic! Anything that challenges your everyday life or makes you feel something different, creates a buzz in you is exhilarating. So often people watch something and it’s forgettable, people ask what you watched last night and you can’t remember. I think it’s important to create moments that people talk about.

Did you do all of the research yourself?

I did all the research myself, I suppose there are parallels with Buchan in that sense, I have my own little room in Muswell Hill where I live, I have my own office there. What people did before Google and online I simply don’t know – it must have taken writers years to put a script together! The amount of trips to a library they must have done, we’ve got everything at our fingertips now, but as Buchan would say – you can’t believe everything on the internet, you’ve got to check and make sure you get everything from two sources!

Do you have any other similarities to Buchan?

There is a little bit of Buchan in me, I like to be very organised. I’m not the kind of person who could just blag it. But only in terms of being very organised really, I don’t look at a lot of true crime, I’d rather read a novel than read about that – so our interests aren’t the same but there is a little bit to draw on.

Have you met many people like Buchan through your research?

In the first series of Whitechapel we all went on a Jack the Ripper tour where I met a very preeminent Ripperologist, I think it’s a very competitive game – these tours all

go to the same places, they all know each other, some of them are quite theatrical others are more restrained – it’s a really interesting community.

What did you enjoy the most about writing the scripts?

It’s the combination of characters, that’s what I enjoyed when writing the script. Also the nature of the crimes and the way it’s shot – it’s a very stylish show and the fact that it uses a lot of horror influences and not just cop show influences. I think that a lot of cop shows end up being fairly generic because, for example, you have the scene of the crime and a particular structure to adhere to – and you have to, of course, fit into those certain patterns as I soon learnt – but to be able to draw on really scary stories and use horror films as your inspiration as well as other cop shows really broadens the horizon. I think people enjoy being scared and they say – ‘oh no I can’t watch it’ – well obviously they do!

Do you follow real life cases with more interest than before now?

No I don’t think I’m an armchair Buchan, but certainly when you’re in the middle of writing something you are more interested in how the police have done something or what clues they’re following. When I was writing Benidorm last year I would look around me and think – those people are carrying their cases like that, or watching people’s behaviour in the airport, so whatever you’re writing at the time I think you do look around you and see what influences you can get.

Do you watch a lot of crime shows?

My favourite one at the moment is Dexter – I think that is a fantastic show, it’s very much got the Whitechapel vibe about it because they mix humour and horror and it’s quite strong without it being overly gory.

Did you think Whitechapel would be a one-off?

I thought Whitechapel was going to be a one off because it was such a perfect little story about a modern day Jack the Ripper. Then in the last series we discovered this wonderful gothic, historic feel and we didn’t limit the crimes that we were looking into, because there are only a certain number of copycats you can have in a few square feet of London. I think it’s now hit a point where it can carry on and it’s really exciting

- I think this series is scarier and creepier than ever.

What’s next for you?

I’m going straight from Whitechapel to film Benidorm series 6. I haven’t written any of the episodes this year but I’m really looking forward to it. Myself and Reece Sheersmith have written a series of six self contained dark playlets called Inside No.

9. We’ve filmed three of those and we have three more to film, we’ve got a great cast lined up and that should be on later this year. We all still get on so well and it’s wonderful that after 20 years when we met doing League of Gentlemen that we’re still working together doing fantastic varied stuff.

#whitechapel #whitechapel itv #text

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eurovision-del · 2 years ago

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Benidorm Fest might not start until the end of this month, but the songs themselves were released just before Christmas, so I’ve had plenty of time to get familiar with them all!

Megara – Arcadia

Agoney – Quiero arder

Siderland – Que esclati tot

Karmento – Quiero y duelo

Rakky Ripper – Tracción

Blanca Paloma – Eaea

Meler – No nos moverán

José Otero – Inviernos en Marte

Sharonne – Aire

Alice Wonder – Yo quisiera

Fusa Nocta – Mi Familia

Famous – La Lola

Alfred García – Desde que tú estás

Twin Melody – Sayonara

Sofía Martín – TUKI

Vicco – Nochentera

Aritz Aren – Flamenco

E’Femme – Uff!

Unsurprisingly, Arcadia is my favourite here! It's a solid electronic rock song, and it peaks at the right moment with the chorus easily being my favourite part. I like the production, especially how it adds in little video game sounds in the break near the end. Megara are a band with a distinct aesthetic, which I appreciate.

I rank these based on studio cuts, and Queiro arder is definitely my clear second based on that. The disparate parts might not come together perfectly, but I love how this song constantly switches it up, and I enjoy nearly every section, especially that opening and the almost ethereal pre-chorus which is such a great contrast to the pulsing drop that follows. My big concern with it is how it will come across live, with all the production on the vocals in the studio cut being a big aspect of its sound. That shouting in the first verse especially worries me, it's the only section I'm not convinced about in the studio cut, and I can't see it being any better live. It's the same worry I have for another song I love in this selection, Tracción, which is of a style we've not really heard in a national final before, and also uses a lot of autotune for deliberate effect. Last year a song that made heavy use of artistic autotune ended up pulling out, so I really hope this years' artists know what they're doing for their performances!

Que esclati tot may not be the most interesting or novel song, but it ended up so high in my ranking just because it's so fun! I was vibing with it right off the bat and it managed to stick with me from first listen. Finally, I also really like Quiero y duelo with its folky, acoustic sound which really stands out from the rest of this selection. I love the sound of the Spanish guitar and percussion in it.

The one thing I have no idea of is what I think Spain should actually send to Eurovision! Last year Chanel proved how much difference a great live could make, so while I've got my favourite songs from this selection for now I'll hold off picking a favourite entry until I've seen them performed! That said, I'd be very excited if Spain sent something a bit off the wall, like the rock Arcadia or the hyperpop Tracción.

#eurovision #esc2023 #nf ranking #spain

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 1 year ago

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Chapter 12 Nemo dat quot non habet (No one gives what they do not have) - On the road

Taglist: @glitterypirateduck @letsreadallday @jamesrifftapes @sofasoap @mmyrrhh

Previous / Masterlist / Next

Warnings: None. They keep being awkward

AP-7 Valencia-Benidorm

The journey was only one hour and a half, but by minute fifteen, Ghost was about to throw Soap out of the SUV.

He knew full well that the Scot was restless in a vehicle. If it wasn’t loudly pointing out things in the landscape, it was complaining about the lack of snacks, or trying to fiddle with the car’s radio. This time he had taken the passenger seat while Riot and Gabi were in the back, and not even the murderous glares that Ghost directed his way were enough to make Soap settle.

So at the first petrol station he made a stop, and turned slightly to look at Soap.

‘‘You have ten minutes to buy whatever you want, provided that you then shut up for the rest of the journey’’

‘‘Deal!’’ Johnny bolted out of the SUV, followed by Gabi, and the couple joyfully walked to the shop. Christine was slower to get off, waiting for Simon to get out of the vehicle as well.

‘‘Do you want anything?’’

‘‘To strangle him’’ Ghost grunted, leaning against the car, and she laughed softly.

‘‘I mean from the shop’’

‘‘A gag’’ He huffed when she laughed again, a bit harder, and couldn’t help but chuckle beneath his balaclava. ‘‘I swear, he only does this when I’m driving. When Price drives, he doesn’t dare to behave like this’’

‘‘That’s because he trusts you’’ Christine shrugged, still smiling. ‘‘And Price would kick him off the car’’

‘‘I’m about to do it, too’’ Simon felt indignant at the thought that Soap would be more scared of Price than of him. But a small part of him, deep inside, felt relief. That part grew bigger when she covered her mouth trying to stiffle a loud laugh.

‘‘You won’t’’ Christine grabbed her mask from the backseat and put it on before getting her wallet. ‘‘You sure you don’t want anything?’’

Nothing that can be bought

‘‘I’m sure’’ Simon shrugged, watching her leave. He could see through the big windows how Soap and Gabi were checking each aisle, chatting among themselves. Shaking his head, he lifted the balaclava up to his nose to breathe freely, now that he was alone.

When Christine came back after just some minutes, he didn’t bother pulling it down immediately. She was fumbling with a small package, her mask dangling from her left ear. The relentless Spanish sunrays were falling on her, making her blonde hair shine like white hot fire, and for a second he felt tempted to dip his fingertips in it, to know if he would burn.

‘‘Peanuts? Roasted, no salt’’ Christine smiled again, offering him the now open package, and Simon shook his daydream to look at it, hesitating. She shook it playfully. ‘‘Johnny and Gabi are buying a ton of snacks to keep at the apartment too, so it’ll take a while’’

‘‘I told him ten minutes’’ Simon sighed deeply and accepted some peanuts. Christine hummed in response, looking around while chewing. The petrol station was far enough from the highway that the vehicle sounds wasn’t too loud.

‘‘He likes you, you know’’

Simon looked at her again, raising an eyebrow, while she leaned against the car, next to him.

‘‘What?’’

‘‘Johnny. He respects you a great deal. He looks up to you’’ When Simon huffed she insisted. ‘‘I know what you’re thinking, that he likes everyone, that’s not true. He just fakes it better than most’’

‘‘What I’m thinking is I’m no one to look up to’’

‘‘Why?’’

Simon looked down at her, open-mouthed even. Why? Why?

‘‘What the fuck is there to look up to in me? He should aim to be better than me, in every aspect’’

Christine seemed to think for a moment, chewing another peanut, before tilting her head up towards him.

‘‘You say that as if you weren’t good enough’’ When he opened his mouth to reply, she kept going, unbothered. ‘‘You are reliable, comitted, disciplined and methodical. What’s not admirable about that?’’

‘‘Acting like a machine is admirable now?’’ Simon let out a low chuckle, one of those deep rumbles that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand out, and Christine rolled her eyes again, trying to shake it.

‘‘In this line of work? Yeah’’ She shrugged, throwing a peanut at him. ‘‘And if you’re talking about the rest of it, yes, I think so too. You may think you are broken…’’

‘‘I am’’ He huffed, but caught the peanut. Christine continued speaking, unfazed.

‘‘… but we all are broken in some way. What we broken ones have to do’’ she raised an eyebrow, with a serious face. ‘‘is break everyone else’’

Simon stared at her, his brown eyes wider than usual while he tried to take in what she had just said. Relief washed over him when he saw the twisted left corner of her lips twich while trying to keep the serious face, and in the end, she couldn’t and started giggling.

‘‘You’re a menace’’ This time he couldn’t find the fondness in his voice.

‘‘Yeah, yeah, but I got you’’ Christine kept the smug grin, looking back at the shop when Johnny and Gabi’s voices started to sound closer, and walked around the SUV to open the passenger door. ‘‘What would you do without me to keep you on your toes?’’

Simon chuckled, shaking his head as he opened the driver’s door to get in, pulling the balaclava back down to cover his mouth.

‘‘I don’t want to know, lovie’’

The way she smiled as she plopped down on the passenger seat and started adjusting it was enough to warm his heart.

‘‘Hey, ah was sitting there!’’ Johnny pretended to protest, but followed Gabi right away to the backseat, with a wide grin. Christine laughed softly.

‘‘Not anymore’’

‘‘We’ve bought a lot of snacks’’ Gabi commented, starting to mention each and every one of them, but Simon was barely listening to what was happening in the backseat, more focused on getting out of the petrol station and back in the highway. ‘‘Let’s hope that allows us to get to Benidorm without more complaints’’

‘‘As long as Johnny keeps his mouth shut’’ Simon grumbled, checking the rear mirrow to watch out for other cars before merging.

‘‘Oh, ah can do that’’ Johnny grinned and suddenly dragged Gabi towards him, chuckling when she squealed, and covered her mouth with his. The redhead laughed and complied, and soon they both were making out like two teenagers in the backseat.

Christine covered her mouth to hide her wide grin, seeing Simon’s narrowed eyes beneath his balaclava and how he slightly shook his head.

‘‘Fuckin’ hell…’’ He grunted, but had to smile when she started giggling. The very same giggle of that moment in the hill, months ago, when she had laughed at the virgin sheep joke.

Just for that giggle, he’d suffer the sounds coming from the backseat.

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