Out of all the major cities in America that don’t have a track, New York is the most offensive

One of the first things you think of America is New York. It’s a major city with literally everything. Except a formula 1 track. How rude

But that’s okay, because Oscar doesn’t travel to New York for racing, meetings, or publicity

He goes for you. His love.

Young love at its finest, traveling 16,000 km just to see his girlfriend.

You’ve always felt much more comfortable around Oscar. He’s an angel, quite literally. Always making sure you’re eating properly, helping you with your hair, modeling outfits for you

And he does it with no complaints. His Australian accent just makes it all the better

You’re cooking, it’s 4 am, but you and Oscar wanted to see the sunrise, so you both woke up extremely early.

When Oscar comes down he sits down, rubbing his eyes. He’s in a white shirt and pajama pants, his shaggy hair messy but somehow making him look cuter

You set down his favourite breakfast in front of him (avocado toast with an egg, salmon, and orange juice) and he sends you a grateful smile, grabbing a knife and fork. He pauses as he sees you grabbing a water

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” He asks as he sits down