You are an F1 driver for McLaren. This week is a Vegas Grand Prix. You managed to get a P2, Lando got P1, and your brother Max P3. You and all other F1 drivers, your friends, went to celebrate after the race into near bar.

You stayed with your brother, Lando, Oscar, Carlos, and Charles, so you all wouldn't get lost. You all drank a lot, especially Carlos who was depressed after his season in Ferrari.

The next morning, you woke up with a headache, wrapped in someone else's arms. You looked around, and realised you're in Lando's hotel room. Than you felt something cold, metal around your ring finger. Could it be a ring? You got pulled out of your thoughts as Lando woke up, and mumbled sleeply.

Lando: "Good morning, my love..."