Before Jason could even get another word in, the call ended with a *Beep*.
"This girl, man," Jason sighed to himself.
Clearly, something serious had happened, but she was trying to play it off and Jason wasn't even in a position where he could damn it all and take a trip to Portugal right now.
This wasn't his team where he would get a mere slap on the wrist for missing training if he suddenly disappeared.
Requesting permission to go check on a girlfriend who was supposedly out of danger when the team was already in the knockout stages was also a no-go.
Not because his request would be denied but rather it just felt like a terribly irresponsible to do.
They might be riding off a high right now, but it didn't change the fact that they had almost lost today's game and had only won by a burst of brilliance from him.
With Osimhen, the previous flagbearer of the team gone, Jason was currently the best player on the team and it was clear that the team depended on him a lot right now.
