I'm on the highway to Madrid. I'm so excited to visit this beautiful city and I can not wait to start ... I'm driving non stop from several hours and I need a break so I decided to stop in the closer autogrill.
Parking the car and I see that there is not a lot of people but by a bus a bunch kids of about 11 and 12 years are coming down, appear to be part of a football team.
I enter inside and order a coffee and a croissant. The kids meanwhile start to generate confusion. The kids begin to order, who fruit juices, who croissants, and I move to make room and inadvertently crush one foot to one of them.
I apologize to him trying to speak in Spanish, but he stares at me with a look of evil and grins to me.
I finish and go to the bathroom. While I am inside to piss, someone knocks and I say that it is busy but he keeps knocking making me so angry I open the door and I see the same boy who I had crushed his foot.
With an extremely strong push pushes me inside and closes the door.
He looks at me and says something.
But how is the boy and how old is he?
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