The strong spring sun breaks through the blinds and Abbe Wass wakes up as the sunlight makes the room really bright. He looks at the clock on the phone by the bed, 08:08. A big jawn later he throws away the blanket ready to take on the game and practice fee Sunday.
After a quick bathroom visit and some clothing he walk to the kitchen to make a nice healthy and bragable breakfast.
But when he opens his fridge, freezer and every other pantry in the kitchen a one day old thought strikes.
"I was supposed to do some shopping yesterday"
The stomage makes a loud, angry and wierd noice. And Abbe realizes that he must go outside and away to buy some things if he doesent want to die of hunger. And if Abbe knows himself, he does not want to end in that way.
Falling from a cliff, drive of the road or any other kind of terrible death would be better than to die of hunger.

He grabs his keychange, phone and wallet and leaves the house. The first thing that crosses his mind is the weather .
It have been some time, a really long time, since the sun was out and even a longer time since the sun actually did deliver some kind of heat. But today the sun really brought its A-game. And Abbe does not have anything against a little warmth this time of the year.



After a while of walking the park appear on the left side of the sidewalk. And Abbe decides that his breakfast this day will be eaten on a parkbench in the park and belive not but 15 minutes later Abbe is on a bench with a couple of sandwiches and a large coffee.

As the sun kisses Abbes cheeks with a warmth and the crumbles falls on his lap and shoes a big yellow looking dog comes running in high speed towards Abbe. But just as the dog is about to hit Abbes knees it makes a turn as if it was a part of the Need for speed -cast.
After a quick sniff and lick on the shoes the crumbles dissapears On a wet tounge.
When the crumbles was gone the dog ran away just as fast as it appeared.
Abbe laughs a little, takes the last sip of the coffee and start to enjoy the sun in the face when suddenly a cute blonde girl came running.
totally out of breath She tries to communicate With Abbe.
-HaveyouseenmydogIthinksheranthisway
Abbe stares at the lady with a look that probably said 'What the hell are you on about' because the lady takes a deep breath, excuses herself and repeats the question.
-Have you seen my dog I think she ran this way.
- Yeah, your dog ran past here a couple of seconds ago. It ate some of my crumbs and then took of in that direction, probably hungry for more.
when Abbe sees the upset look on the ladys face he cant help to feel some kind of guilt. So in the week moment he says - I got nothing planned for the day, so I can help you look for your dog.
Abbe gets on his feet. Brushes his clothes free from the crumbs the dog didnt find and start walking in the right direction.

The woman who turns out to be named Gremma, after her fathers love for gramathics, cant stop thanking Abbe for the help.
-These kinds of gentlemen doesnt exist any moore, she tells him.
As they keep on walking and talking they come up on a shoreline. Its the shore to the little, but at the same time also the big pond in the park.
-Oh no, I hope Dandylion hasnt gone for a swim, It will take for ever to get her out of there, Gremma says.

And just as she finnish the sentence Abbes phone rings.
He picks it up, the number doesnts show and the only thin that gives something to look at on the screen is the words 'unknown caller'.
With a expression like a questionmark Abbe puts his finger on the answer button. But just as he is about the drag it across the screen Gremma shouts loudly,
-DANDYLION! COMEBACK HERE, RIGHT NOW!
The sudden high pitch screaming catches Abbe by surprise and he drops his phone on the ground.
The frontside of the phone ends up hitting the ground first And Abbe can almost hear how the screen shatters.

A loud sigh later and Abbe brushes the little wet and a lot Shattered phone of and puts it back in his pocket.
He looks up to see what the fuzz is about and notice how Gremma, fully clothed, walks out in the water.
She appear to aim on the more rugged part of the pond. A lot of Seaweed and other kinds o f grass thats grows in water appears to grow extra thick in the area she is walking towards. And continuesly screaming and shouting at something in there.

She dissapears in to the thick bushes and all Abbe can hear is the struggle, bad words and that splashing sound water makes when it gets moved around, fast.
10 seconds goes by,  20, 30, 40, two whole minutes goes by and Abbe cant see or do anything.
But after a short while it gets more queit. The swearwords are still there but that splashing sound of water isnt as loud and aggressive as it was a few seconds ago.
Finally the bushes bends over and Gremma comes walking out of there. One big muddy dog in her arms, soaked clothes and pretty much just as muddy as the dog.
- This little piece of shit found a big pile of something I believe at one time was some kind of animal. And she made that pile of some kind of animal into a former pile and more of a mashed kind of animal.

The closer Gremma gets the more Abbe can feel the smell of that former pile.
- So you are telling me that the mud you two currently are covered in are a mashed, old animal?! Says Abbe with the most wrinkles on his nose he ever had.
- Yes, probably.
- Probably??
- Yeah, I cant be sure of course. But it smells an awful lot more than regular mud usually does, dont you think?
- Well you dont have to tell me twice, Abbe says as he tries and Successfully holds down a hurl.

They look at each other for a few seconds. Not in an akward way, but still in a little wierd way.
- I would like to thank you in some way, for the help finding my dog. But I think it will have to be some other time because of the stench and mud.
- Thats not really necessary, I didnt do much at all. Abbe answers.
- Im affraid I must insist, meet me at the restaurant they call The Doorknob. On the corner of Ikea tomorrow at eight.
-If you insist, I will meet you there tomorrow.

They say goodbye to eachother and then they walk at different ways. Gremma probably walks to a shower and Abbe walks to the nearest phone fixing place.
After a while he founds one. Gets the phone fixed in 30 minutes. On the first look at the new screen Abbe noticed 10 missed calls and 5 new messages.
some calls are from that Unknown caller that rang just before the phone drop, some calls are from friends and family and one call is from a journalist Abbe have been keeping in touch with, that now and then interviews Abbe on his career and how the work in The Armadas goes.
And that journalist is actually the first person Abbe calls.
- Hey Jonas! How you doing, I saw you had called me but I had some phone issues so I couldnt answer. Did you want anything important?
- Hi! No worries I just want to congratulate you on being chosen, once again to represent team Sweden in the upcoming WJC tournament. And I got some questions for you on that subject. Do you got time to answer them right now?
- Oh, thanks, yeah I can answer some questions now.

- Great! How did it feel When you got the news? What did they coach say and what did you say?

- Well technically I havent gotten the news yet. I have had some phone issues So I havent talked to the coach today.
But last time I spoke with Lallaren he had some big plans to play a defender as an forward, so I am really looking forward the next time we will have a conversation.

- So this is news for you? How do you think you will contribute to the team? According his words in the press conference you will be in the first pair of defence. And with that in mind. What do you bring to the table, so to speak.

- It is news but in the same time it is nothing new. As I said We have had some contact before. And even if you never can assume your place. I have been a part of the team the last years and it would have been a bigger surprise If I would be left out of the team.
And I think I will be adding some solid defending to the team. Hopefully I can help the team in the defensive half but also rack up atleast a few points in the other end.

- As you say, this is not the first time you get to represent team Sweden. How does it feel for you to be chosen to represent your country?

- It is as always a huge honor. Whenever you take that game jersey over your head and shoulders, no matter what kind of jersey you feel pride and some feelings that somehow makes you push your body doing things it in a normal situation never would agree to do. And when that jersey are your countrys you get the same feelings, but 23% more than a regular teams jersey.

- I understan. Now the last question, how do you think team Sweden will manage this tournament?

- As always I think we will du a good job in this tournament. I think that Lallaren have something good going on. But with that said. There is a lot of good teams this year, but we will do our best to give them a fair fight. I can promise that the supporters and audience that will be watching our games On location will be on the ground for some historica l moments.

- Thank you very much for your answers, and a good luck in the games to come.

- Thanks, Bye!

Abbe hangs up the phone. And realizes that it is probably Lallaren that have tried to get ahold of Abbe with that 'Unknown caller' number. Oh well he thinks, and shrugges his shoulders. If he wants to talk he will call me back later.

The day goes on, reporters keep calling. Family and friends keeps calling and message Abbe. After a while Lallaren calls and tells Abbe about his plans about the lineup and tactics.
He is a little sad that Abbe didnt answer the first times he called but understands the pickle when Abbe explained why he didnt have any other options.
About 15 minutes after they hang up Abbe has to go down and open the door to recive a big package.
After a quick sign and picture with the deliveryman. It turns out that the package contains different hind of clothes.
All in the colours of team Sweden.
Abbe tries them all on , and takes pictures to show how he will look at the tournaments different places.
There is the breakfast one, the strolling in the town one, the chilling in the hotel one, the fancy dinner one. And so on.

After feeling satisfied with the pictures Able starts to edit them on the phone, and tries to make a fancy video of it so that he can show it and brag to people that follow him on the social media apps.
When he feels happy with the results he post the video, looks at the clock and gets a little light panic attack.
Its 8 at night and he hasnt eaten. anything yet.
He rushes to the kitchen only to be reminded about that shopping run to the foodstore that he didnt do. Abbe sighs, hates himself a little more and then grabs the keys and wallet and drags the feet to the nearest foodstore.


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