"Are you a football player?" Anna looked at Ma'el, who was unresponsive, and sat next to him with an awkward smile, trying to start a conversation. "I've heard you're impressive, could you take me to play football sometime?"
"Do you think I have an athletic build, right?"
She lifted her tanned long legs, dangling her black high heels with red soles, and only then did a confident expression appear on her face.
Ma'el instinctively, or perhaps out of politeness, glanced at her, nodded with a perfunctory smile, and said, "Haha... maybe."
"Can I get your contact information? Or follow each other on Twitter? I have a lot of free time, I stay up late at night, oh, I can join you to learn football anytime."
"No, thank you." Ma'el shook his head, "I'm too busy, so sorry."
Anna's disappointment was obvious. She awkwardly smiled, turned her head to pick up her phone, her face blushing red.
She tried to compose herself, took a deep breath to speak again, but the shoot began.
