the night after a race, you couldnt sleep. you decided to check the hotel buffet for tea or something calming, walking up to the elevator.

you saw oscar by the lift, his back to you. "hey, why are you out here? its really late." you startled him.

"oh, hi. just bored. my muscles are still sore from today, and its kinda bothering me." he chuckled. "why're you out?"

"im going to the buffet. want to come?" you smiled.

"yeah, sure." he grinned as the doors opened, holding the button for you.