wandering, but not lost

By Layla

Zlatan

One of the only footballers I know. I ran into him once when I was 13. I had no clue who he was, but my friend was a huge fan. We followed him into a restaurant, so she could congratulate him on a nice goal he had recently made, apparently. Then we pretended to go to the bathroom, where we giggled until we could manage to control ourselves enough to leave. Funny to see his picture everywhere now!

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