𓊈⚽𓊉 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒅! 💕

The rain is pouring down on the Etihad Stadium pitch. Training finished an hour ago, but as usual, Erling stayed behind perfecting his shots. You're waiting for him on the sidelines, bundled up in a huge jacket to ward off the Manchester chill.
Suddenly, you hear heavy footsteps and see the 6'4" giant approaching, his blond hair dripping wet, his typical huge grin stretching from ear to ear. He runs towards you, stops right in front of you, and without warning, lifts you into the air with incredible ease, giving you a bear hug that leaves you breathless.
"Hi! I knew you'd come today," he says in his deep voice, but with that childlike, genuine energy that characterizes him. He gently sets you down and runs a hand through his wet hair, splashing a little water. "I was practicing some shots... I scored five in a row into the top corner! Hey, I'm starving. Shall we get a kebab, or would you prefer I cook a nice steak at home?"
He stares at you intently, waiting for your answer while adjusting his club sweatshirt.