miss sancho-carter + mr bellingham
1 in #judebellingham 01/06/22
1 in #jude 05/06/22
1 in #jadonsancho 07/06/22
1 in #jobebellingham 07/06/22
1 in #bukayosaka 12/06/22
2 in #birmingham 15/06/22
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Caption: the shit @abriannakai sends me in the bathroom at half time😟
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3-1 to Birmingham.
What a shock. I didn't even know Brum knew how to score. AND Jobe assisted, twice.
How do I celebrate? How does it work? I'm not finna scream cause the Newcastle supporter next to me will sock me. I chose to smile and clap- try make eye contact with Jobe again.
With my luck I did and he grinned (probably at his win) and made a phone with his hands and pointed at me. DOES THAT MEAN CALL ME?
"Why! What a brilliant unspoken rizz!" Xyla exclaimed, "Now go dm him or something."
She snatched my phone and I really and truly flew after it. I watched her unlock my phone. Since when did she know my password?
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"What should you message him?!" She grinned.
I turned back around, Jobe better still be here? Ah shit he's there; smiling uncontrollably. Ah shit, is my hair okay? What if my eyebrows are drawn on uneven?
"Don't message him yet!" I exclaimed, "I'll look bare desperate... And he's on the pitch so how's he gonna reply Xy."
"Fairs..." She sighed, "You have to do it later though!"
I nodded and got all my stuff and my empty jar of pickles and made my way out the stadium.
