Appetite (Chapter 9)

[flamyshine]

Title: Appetite
Main pairing: Rafael Nadal/Novak Djokovic
Other characters: Carlos Moya, Tommy Haas, David Ferrer, Andy Murray
Rating: R (just for a few dialogues)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and this is a fiction.
Summary: Carlos makes a costly mistake back at the hotel while Novak gets cranky and David gets up late in the

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[flamyshine]

(Aww, sweetie, it's perfectly okay even if you don't comment on every single chapter :) I know you're reading, so it's fine *hugs*)

Of course you knew that it was Tommy XD But, it's interesting to read that you knew by actually remembering their match in real life. Bravo! :D It was in Toronto and Carlos had lost 6-3, 6-2. What an embarrassing score for someone like him.

We all know what Juanqui is capable of :) When it comes to helping friends, I'm sure that he knows no limit. Unless Marat is too busy bothering him, I guess Tommy and Carlos would see a way out sooner than they think. (Wait, already 6 years had passed. I can't call that "sooner", can I?) And, you'll get to know why Hasi was wearing something sexy in the hotel. I wish I could see that with my own eyes-_-

Hey, it turns out that the tiny supermarket on my corner doesn't have Nutella as well-_- So that means that I need to go buy it in a bigger supermarket, but since I'm trying to avoid eating too much fat, I guess I'll just stick with writing about it. Ah, Nutella *drools*

Yes, you and I are evil enough to enjoy Rafa's teasing XD What can I say? I just can't NOT write teasing scenes. So hard to stay away from them. They're always so tempting :D

And, of course, I dug myself a death-hole talking about that Nutella!fantasy. I tried writing a few lines and the very next day, Rafa's butt pics were all over the internet XD What a time to get some visual aid XD

I'll pretend that I didn't read "my" in front of Andy's name *glares* Well, I think that's the strangest couple I've ever written. Someone else also wrote that Andy's biceps are impressive, it's just that the other part of his arm isn't. So I guess I won't bring up his biceps again :) And, mismatching socks are cool? XD Still, I'd never try that on purpose. Mismatching wrist bands are cool, not socks!

Hey, I never felt that your comments are crappy :) And, I always prefer rambling than one sentence, hehe. I didn't feel too good about this chapter, so if it put you in a good mood, I'm more than happy about it :D *superhugs and sends Fabrice back*
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