A photo.
Leo stood on the pavement outside the café, pointing both thumbs at the billboard to his right.
His own face stared back at him from the massive print, coffee cup in hand and lit like he'd stepped straight out of an advert on matchday coverage.
...
"Not bad," Leo muttered before, checking it once again and then posting it with a short caption before heading inside.
He barely had time to pocket his phone before the screen lit up.
Carlo had liked the post immediately.
Leo huffed out a laugh.
The man practically sat on his phone these days.
A message appeared, and it was none other than the person in question.
Carlo: Congratulations.
Leo: Thank you, but…
Leo: How are you even keeping match sharp? Everyone's away with their national teams.
Carlo answered fast, like he'd been waiting for someone to talk to.
Carlo: I'm training with the U21S and U23S and playing some decent minutes, so I know I'll be fine.
