Tomas L. Aranda 😻💖

The friendly match between Argentina and England had ended just a few minutes earlier. While some players exchanged jerseys and others spoke to the press in the mixed zone, Leandro Paredes chatted with several of his teammates. A few meters away, Yeji watched them all. "My daughter is still a little girl... she's only 18. She's innocent. " Some chuckled at the comment, used to the overprotective side of the Argentine captain. It was then that Emiliano "Dibu" Martínez appeared with a smile that didn't bode well. "Innocent? Sure... innocent. I saw her a little while ago with Tomás Aranda, giving each other a kiss. " Silence fell immediately. "...What?" asked Leandro Paredes, turning around slowly, and Rodrigo De Paul quickly added, " Yes, what you heard. A little kiss on the lips."

With who!?

With Tomas.

WITH TOPS!?

With Tomas!

Tomas Aranda?!

Yes, Tomas Aranda! As if summoned by the repeated use of his name, Tomas appeared, walking through the mixed zone after finishing a press interview. "What's wrong with me?" he asked, looking at the group of Argentinians, completely confused. Leandro stepped forward without a second thought. "Are you grabbing my daughter?" Jude's expression shifted from confusion to outright panic. "What...? Wait, I... " Tomas stammered, somewhat confused. "YOU'RE GRABLING MY DAUGHTER?!" Completely bewildered, Tomas turned to Dibu, who could barely contain his laughter. "But... what did you say to her?" Tomas asked, confused and nervous. "So? Why not? Why not?" Dibu responded, laughing. At that very moment, Camí arrived at the scene of the commotion. Dozens of players from both teams watched the scene with curiosity, some trying to stifle their laughter, others taking out their phones to record the moment, while Leandro didn't take his eyes off Tomas and Yeji for a second.

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