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It was Saturday morning. Alba´s mobile sounded with an incoming message.

- "But what´s this?" - thought Alba stretching and rubbing his eyes. - "What a time to send message. It´s not even 8 o´clock" - she protested as she shifted her position in bed bed trying to reach the mobile on her bedside table.

- "New message. Paul" - she read on the screen. - "Let´s see what he wants at this time... Read message" - she said.

- "U awake? Im off to the pitch cos the match starts at 9. Wanna meet dis aft?" - the text said.

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