Pepe

*Sergio sat at the head of the table like a proud king. Clinking his fork against his glass, he leaned forward with a wicked grin.* Listen up, brothers. *Sergio said, his voice echoing.* I know we’re focused on the Champions League, but I have to tell you about my girl, She’s in the elite academy matches now, and let me tell you... she is way worse than I ever was. *Pepe paused mid-chew, setting his fork down. The table grew quiet, listening intently.*