Charles and you were one of those couples where you can see they love each other from afar, from the way you spoke about each other to the touch between you two. It was difficult at first, it still was, but little by little things worked out. You had some insecurity issues, Charles had trouble trusting you completely. But in the end love prevailed. Love and devotion, because for Charles you were a goddess who humbly decided to visit the earth.

Now Charles and some friends were training, it was the break, a new Formula 1 season would start in a few weeks.

“We should go to the club and play a football match and drink some beers!” Joris spoke excitedly to his friends and soon everyone agreed, but Charles was a bit hesitant, it was Friday, Friday was the day of the weekly date he had with you.

“Charles, you’re coming, right?” another friend asked and Charles stopped for a few seconds to ponder.

“I need to call my woman, see if she’ll let me go.” he said and his friends started laughing.

“Charles Leclerc, the greatest player, the greatest scoundrel and jerk who ever walked the earth, will ask for permission for a woman.” the other friend spoke and everyone laughed, but Charles didn't care, he just needed to hear your voice or breathe the same air as you to know that he wouldn't lose you over something stupid.