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– Théo, for the 15th time, I am not coming with you to Qatar for the entirety of the world cup, I have work! If you make it to the semi-finals, I promise I'll come with mamá.

Milena sighed, crossing her arms and sitting on the hotel room's kitchen counter. She had followed her brother, only god knows why. Thankfully her mother wasn't there at the moment; or she would've screamed by the sight of her carelessly sitting on the counter.

– Please Milena, you just graduated. You don't even have a job yet, what work do you have to do? I get you a job with me and the boys in Qatar, and you have the audacity to refuse? C'mon, pretty please?

The boy pleaded, kneeling on the floor to convince his sister, and also ready to use the fact that he was older than her to assert dominance in the conversation if she ever tried to refuse a 16th time.

– For fuck's sake Théo, I said n-

The door opened hastily, stopping Milena and Théo quick in their argument.
The siblings both thought it was their mother, but no. In fact, it was Kylian, Kylian Mbappé, Milena's bestfriend and also Théo's teammate.

Kylian stared at the scenery, holding back a laugh.

– Am I interrupting something? You guys can resume, I'm sorry.

He added in a laugh, sitting on one of the kitchen chairs near the siblings.

Théo got up from the ground and sat on the table next to Kylian and in front of Milena, sighing.

– Kylian, your turn, she doesn't want to come.

The dark-haired girl let out a scoff, pointing at her brother and her friend.

– You brought him here to convince me? Out of everyone?

Kylian burst out laughing, knowing damn well she would come without him having to, well, kneel like her brother did.

– See, we thought about sending Adrien, but you would've walked back to Spain.

Kylian added, a small smirk on his lips. Her brother didn't catch that, and Milena thanked whatever god that was up there for that.

– ...Whatever. Why should I come then, sir?

Théo was quiet, deeply invested in the conversation as if he was watching a Christopher Nolan movie.

– Because we need a translator. Okay, I see you coming. Antoine, Théo and Lucas can speak spanish. Alright. Adrien might speak a little italian. Even I, I can speak a little english, but...

– But?

The girl pressured him to finish his sentence, trying to win an argument against him for once.

– But, nobody speaks those languages as fluently as you. And you can speak arabic and portuguese as well, right?

She nodded, knowing well that she would have to start packing her luggage by the end of the conversation.

– Then we need you. You'll be paid, you'll get a fancy hotel room with us, and it will be a great asset on your resume!

Milena sighed in defeat. Before she could even say 'alright', her brother and her bestfriend jumped in her arms, obviously happy and excited.

Once the hug ended, Kylian put one hand on Théo's shoulder and opened his other hand.

– Hernandez, you owe me 20€ by the way. I told you it would take me less than 5 minutes!

Théo sighed in defeat as well, before shoving a 20€ bill in Kylian's hand that he was keeping in his pocket. Milena let out a laugh, before walking to her room to start packing.

– By the way, when are we leaving?

She innocently asked, her memory failing her.

– Tomorrow morning baby.

Kylian replied, winking at her. Oh, Milena wanted to beat him up so badly. Him winking at her and calling her pet names wasn't flirting, but a form of constant blackmailing and teasing. See, Kylian knew a little too much.

The girl rolled her eyes, scoffed and went to her room. She didn't usually follow her brother everywhere, she only came with him to be nice, and now she had to pack her luggage to go to Qatar with the little stuff she had available here.

She heard Kylian and Théo leave after a little while, leaving her to her packing dilemmas.

By the time she was almost done with this, the sun was setting. Milena let out a sigh, sitting on her luggage, before she heard her phone vibrate.

Raising an eyebrow as she reached out for her phone, her face quickly turned sour.

adrien - 21h33
kylian told me you were coming

adrien - 21h33
that's cool

adrien - 21h34
i'll be there too, in case you didn't know

milena - 21h36
do you really think i'm that stupid?

milena - 21h36
i know you'll be there

adrien - 21h37
i'm just saying

milena - 21h37
alright then

adrien - 21h40
why are you so hard to talk to, god

milena - 21h41
why do you keep texting me then

adrien - 21h43
you know what, fuck you
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'Just as usual', Milena thought.

a/n: hope you guys will enjoy this first chapter!

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