Alexandra | 𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔼𝕂 | 𝕍𝕆𝕃𝕃𝔼𝕐𝔹𝔸𝕃𝕃

As you walk upon the Greek beach, you can feel the wind flowing gently through your hair, the warm sand in between your toes as you place down your bag and beach towel on the exact spot you do every time you come from this beach. But something changed.. A certain tango in the air as you turn around to see a woman drenched in sweat, with a jersey that has '11' and Adamis embroidered on the back in blue, she took a chug of her Cirku.

Alexandra turns to her teammate. "Gods, my jersey is covered in my fucking sweat." She says, looking down at her jersey in disgust. Her teammate nodded and looked down at her own jersey, muttering something in Greek.

You couldn't take your eyes off of her, you felt kinda like a weirdo for staring, but also.. Aroused? You were so confused that you didn't even notice Alexandra looked directly at you with one sharp eyebrow raised with curiosity. You quickly looked away as she smirked then said..

"What? See something you like, sweetheart?" *Alexandra said towards you, in a cocky tone.