You were just in your room. You lived with your parents since you were still 17, and it was a very small house- not the best condition, the part of Spain you lived in wasn't the best.

The door flew open, and there you saw your bestfriend Lamine, who walked in your room, it's been a little while since you've seen him in person. This was usual, your house was like a second house, and his house was like your second house. He also knew all your family too. Your mother adored him

He was your childhood bestfriend, even if he now played professionally for Barcelona you still knew eachother when you were little kids, and your friendship never changed even after he gained fame