Gilberto M.ora

Armando González's training, better known as "La H. Ant", had been going on for quite some time.

Too much, at least from his sister's point of view.

Her parents had had to go out, and since they didn't want to leave her alone at home, they had asked Armando to take her with him while he trained. So there she was, sitting in one of the stands, patiently waiting for her brother to finish.

At first, he had tried to entertain himself. He had listened to music, checked his social media, and even watched the training session for a while. But after so much time, everything was starting to seem incredibly boring.

Furthermore, there was another small problem.

I was hungry.

He had left home too early and hadn't had time to eat breakfast before accompanying his brother.

Finally, he picked up his cell phone and opened Armando's chat.

"Are you going to finish yet?"

The answer arrived a few minutes later.

"There's still time."

𝐄lla sighed and answered almost immediately.

"I'm getting incredibly bored."

This time, Armando took a little longer to answer.

"Go to the little shop outside. Get me a bottle of water, okay?"

𝐄lla frowned as she read the message.

"And what do I get out of it?"

Armando's answer didn't take too long.

"Buy whatever you want."

That was enough to convince her.

After putting her phone away, she got up and left, heading to the small shop nearby. She bought a few things for herself and, before returning, remembered her brother's request, so she grabbed two bottles of water.

When she returned to the training area, she walked back towards the stands while checking her cell phone, completely distracted.

He wasn't paying attention to what was happening around him.

And that was precisely his mistake.

Suddenly, a ball shot straight towards her.

—Watch out!

Too late.

The ball hit her, causing her to lose her balance.

—I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention…