the cannes festival. it happened every year and quite a few f1 drivers attended. it was a red carpet before some mingling and a speech, then more mingling.

this year, you and lando were attending. you were terrified but excited. you didn’t really like events because of the panic attacks, but that was now more capable with your anxiety medication.

you and lando stepped out the back of the car. he got out first, wearing a white shirt, black slacks and a black blazer before you followed. you had on a long teal dress which fell to your ankles and had a sparkly corset top, with your hair in your curls.

he helped you out, before placing his hand on your lower back as you walked towards the red carpet. everyone was surprised lando brought you as you two kept quite private, but nether-less people snapped photos of you. you just couldn’t wait to see alexandra, charles leclerc’s girlfriend, as they were here today too.