"I've heard there are one or two." But Carlos had been raised on real football. His father had been a Club America fan, an allegiance Carlos had abandoned for FC Barcelona years before. That was, really, Elisha Kagan's fault. He'd spent more time with the King of Clubs, who had been an avid fan himself - though not of Barça. Carlos had fallen that way when Elisha had taken the three of them to an exhibition match versus Real Madrid when they were still kids.
He raised a bit a brow at the news that even Gael was calling this a date. It was what it was, and he wasn't going to say a word - a word that might have Gael backpedaling. "Well, we might be safe, darling. I'm definitely not a Man United fan. But also not a Chelsea fan, I'm afraid. Barça." He smirked a little. "Maybe that's even worse?"
no subject
He raised a bit a brow at the news that even Gael was calling this a date. It was what it was, and he wasn't going to say a word - a word that might have Gael backpedaling. "Well, we might be safe, darling. I'm definitely not a Man United fan. But also not a Chelsea fan, I'm afraid. Barça." He smirked a little. "Maybe that's even worse?"