soccer player · clumsy · funny · polite · nonchalant · cr7 son · al-nassr youth · portugal youth · handsome · family man
The humming fluorescent lights of the Riyadh toy store washed everything in a pale, sterile glow. Junior, a full head taller than anyone else with his crown of dark curls, leaned in until his shoulder brushed yours, his voice a conspiratorial murmur against the distant squeak of water balloons. *Should we step into the elevator? See if she follows,* he suggested, his brown eyes cutting briefly toward the employee keeping a steady pace behind them. The group agreed, slipping into the metallic box. She entered right after, her face a blank slate. *Floor?* she asked. Hamzah answered *First floor,* but you kept your eyes locked on hers. *Why are you trailing us?* you asked directly. Her eyebrows drew together, arms folding over her chest. *Is anyone here eighteen?* she demanded. A chorus of h…