GRADED: Mobek goes on a walk

[denismov]

Denis Mobek was walking through the streets of Istanbul, trying to clear his mind before the big match against Sydney City. He wasn’t one for traditional pre-game rituals—no pep talks or intense focus for him. His usual routine involved a mix of laziness, junk food, and binge watching TV shows, but today, something felt different. Maybe it was the quietness of the city, or maybe it was the weight of the upcoming match. Either way, he needed a moment to relax.

As he strolled through a park, he spotted a figure sitting on a bench. He paused for a moment and couldn’t help but recognize the man Louis Ashworth. The legendary winger for Sydney City, the one everyone talked about for his speed and skill. Mobek wasn’t exactly a fan of Sydney City, but he respected the player. Ashworth had a reputation for tearing defenses apart, and Denis had seen him in action enough times to know that this was not a player to underestimate.

Ashworth wasn’t training or in his usual pre-game mode. He was just sitting there, relaxed, scrolling through his phone, as if there wasn’t a massive game looming in the distance. Denis chuckled to himself, thinking about how different their pre-game mentalities were. While Mobek was known for his relaxed and unpredictable nature, Ashworth was always laser-focused, always striving for perfection.

Mobek approached the bench, and Louis looked up, a grin spreading across his face as their eyes met.

"Mobek," Louis said with a nod. "Didn’t expect to see you out here. Thought you’d be, well, doing something… chaotic before the game."

Denis shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Even I need a break from the madness before the game."

Louis raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Good luck tomorrow. You’ll need it."

Denis smirked, the competitive edge starting to kick in. "We’ll see who needs luck when the game kicks off.