After eating my grapes and watching Cristina Pedroche reveal her dress I went to Mason's.
That's the dress btw.
-Mason!!! Hi ! Happy new year in spain .
-Hello Amy, welcome to my party-not-really-party .
-I forgot you have a match tomorrow.
-Yes we do, we have to go there and play, we can't play hungover.
-I mean you could but like if no one finds out .
-I prefer not to, it's more like a small party with the team, but with out alcohol.
-Okay.
Inside the house I see the guys from the team, also their girlfriends and some other friends and family .
-Kepaaaa, you better not get scored tomorrow (it's to late, he already has)
-I'll try, wanna be my new year's kiss?
-Eww no, who would want to kiss you?(me)
-A lot of girls I assure you .
-Well I don't.
-Sure not, like you aren't dying for a kiss from this handsome spaniard.
-I'm not, and I'm sure you don't know how to kiss.
-You have only one way to find out .
-You're so childish.
-And you want me to kiss you.
-I don't.
I do, don't look at me like that he's hot .
You also want to kiss him .
-Mate it's almost one minute left of 2022 .
-TEN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN, SIX, FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE HAPPY NEW YEAR
Suddenly I feel something in my lips, more like someone.
Someone is kissing me .
Happy new year.
I would have written this this morning but I was partying then went to bed an woke up at 2 pm and then my family was home...
Chelsea tied.
Anyway happy 2023
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