that amazing moment when u randomly run into dan smith from bastille in bilbao and you take the same bus to san Sebastián omg i love living here
They were so nice aww they’ve been staying in bilbao for some days (where they played last year aah they loved it!!!) and he told me they were going to spend the afternoon in san Sebastián (where i live) so they asked me were to go and i recommend some good places and everything is beautifuuuulll
Two more steps, a quick movement. He stepped left and went right, his body quickly turning to make the jump, letting the ball leave his finger tips and fly toward the net, the sound of the ball falling through the chains of steel was probably one of his favorite sounds in the world. A smile tugged the corner of his lips upward, he felt his heart beating insanely fast on his chest and the heat running through his whole body. He couldn’t feel more alive. The boy was so focused on the game that he didn’t realize that the night started to fall, he has completely lost the track of time since he arrived. But there was something so peaceful about that place, able to make himself erase anything from his mind and focus on the hours of game he would have against himself.
Don’t matter what problems or difficulties that exist beyond the perimeter of that court, at that moment, his mind was in peace, he was in peace. It was a magical place — it was his church.