I broke up with my boyfriend last night during the France vs. Morocco game.
While the match was ongoing, this man asked me if I'd be watching Spain vs. Belgium today. I answered in the affirmative.
Then he went on to say that his grandma's best friend is from Spain and that Mikel Merino is one of her favourite players.
"What!" I screamed.
"Did I say something wrong?" he asked in surprise.
"Your grandma saw all the countries in the world and decided to be friends with someone from Spain? How is Merino even one of her favourite players?" I asked.
"Babe, are you okay?" he asked with a shock on his face.
"I don't want to have anything to do with someone who has any connection to Spain. This relationship is over." I said.
"But babe..." he tried to say something when I picked up my bag and stormed out of his house.
He's been calling me since yesterday, but it's over for real.
Tonight, I'll be watching Belgium destroy Spain.