At the end of that week I met with Tomas one more time, the article and written interview were ready. The interview was going to be published next Thursday and the article in two weeks.
During the week I searched for flats or small houses in Madrid that were close to James, Karim, Antoine and the two stadiums. I just wouldn't move in with Antoine this time so fast and it's not like he had asked me to do so and even if he had done it, I wouldn't accept just yet, I didn't want to rush things.
I had found a few properties that had potential to be my next house, I had even called some of the owners for more information.
Emilia had even helped me chose the best options for me, she was sad about the whole thing but she was also very supportive, she even offered to help me move, especially when I told her I was going to Madrid by car, we always had love road trips.
Erik and Alicia had also given me their opinions on some properties, Erik's favourite was a small house with a big garden and pool, but that one was too big for me. I wouldn't need the pool or even the garden but it would be nice.
I had also kept in contact with James and Daniela, both were anxious to know my plans and wanted to know when I was going back to Madrid.
The day after I went to visit Emilia, James called me even before 7, Emilia was next to me and she had never been a morning person, especially during holidays so her being cranky all day long was to be expected.
James didn't care about waking us up so early, he was so excited that he didn't even noticed my sleepy and hoarse voice at first, he didn't even notice Emilia complaining or maybe he just chose to ignore her.
The reason why he called me was to let me know that he had just found out that he was going to play for the first time for Real Madrid. He was so excited that he barely let me talk. The only thing I could do was promising that I was going to watch the game.
And I did watch it, how could I miss his debut with Real Madrid? Emilia even watched the game with me. She wanted to know who was the idiot, and I'm quoting her, that woke her up from her dream where she was kissing Channing Tatum.
Real Madrid played against Sevilla and they won, I was pretty happy for James. His team won and he played really well, I called him after the match to congratulate him. Toni Kroos also debuted that day and he also made a good job.
A couple days later James sent me a few pictures of Leon's first birthday, Toni's son. He sent me some pictures of the adults but more pictures of the kids. One of the cutest was one of Salome and Leon together, where Salome had her arms around the dark-blond-haired boy.
Another cute picture was of almost all the kids sat together as Leon prepared to blow the sole candle on his cake. Salome and Alba were next to him, Cristiano's son, Cristiano was there too, next to Ivano and Ema. You could also spot Martin and Sergio, who were too young that they were being held by their mothers, Sara and Pilar.
Enzo, Marcelo's son, and Jesé, Jesé's son, were also there plus all the players of the team and the coach. Unfortunately Toni's friends and family were back in Germany and they couldn't assist, except for Toni's mother.
I was also invited but I couldn't go, but I promised Toni I was going to buy Leon a birthday present, he said it wasn't necessary, but I insisted.
So that's what I did on Friday, I went to a nice place to buy something small but nice for Leon. Emilia joined me and the two of us were so lost, I had no idea what to buy him but I hope that I chose something that he was going to like, at least for a little while.
That day we also called Lucas and asked him if he wanted to come with us on our graduation trip, of course he wouldn't miss this for anything in the world. We told him to think about where he would prefer to go between Australia, the Bahamas or Dubai, we told him he had a month to think, we didn't want rushed answers.

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