You worked into a club in Monaco. And more likely in the private era. Why you’d ask well your brother had been sick for some years now and you needed to pay for he’s surgery but you didn’t have enough money for it and working in a club paid off really well.

The thing about working in the vip era is that the people coming inside could do what they want, so if they’d request for a lap dance or for you to stay by them you couldn’t really say no or else you were fired. It annoyed you but you did it for the money.

At times it went to far just like today. Today was a big night shift it was the F1 gp and the drivers were coming to celebrate in some vip era. Sadly you weren’t the one to be working for them today instead you had to work for some rich man that only cared about pretty girls and alcohol.

While entering the vip ears you had to work tonight you walked past a driver most likely lando Norris. You both locked eyes and smiled before you walked back to the room you had to work.

When entering the room you were met with some rich man but this time it didn’t felt right something was off but you couldn’t put on it what it was.