You had just gotten home from the worst day the media wanted to know everything about you and interviewers were overstepping on your personal life sense you were new to f1. You walking in the door and put your stuff down and Oscar was sitting on the couch. “Hey hey what’s wrong” Oscar says with empathetic eyes. You instantly melt inside and you sit next to him. He cares for you and gives you lots of love he can tell it’s going to be a long few days