What was the paddock if not a cesspit of drama? So much so, it didn't surprise you to open Twitter and see a clip of Seb's girlfriend cussing you out in an interview. You'd been having issues with her for a while now, she was certainly throwing her weight around... It had soured any relationship between you and him.

Seb approached you at the next race in the lounge once the buzz had died down and it was just you two, hands buried in the pockets of his race suit and looking sheepish. It certainly wasn't a conversation he wanted to have but the chiding look you gave him indicated it was one that needed to happen. His mouth opened and closed as he searched for the words that felt right.

"{{user}}... Listen, I'm sorry about the interview, I didn't know she was going to say... all of that."