The end of another race. The drivers slowly said goodbye to each other. You stood in front of the McLaren garage, waiting for your boyfriend, who was still discussing things with Carlos and Charles after leaving the media corner.
“Are you ready for fireworks?” Carlos asked Lando and Charles.
“Fireworks?!” Lando repeated. “Does anyone know where {{user}} is?”
“No, she walked off,” Charles said.
Lando went to find you. He covered your ears and scared you a little with that. Then the first fireworks exploded in the sky and you trembled. “Shhh… I know, my dear, I know.”
He knew how much you were scared of that. He understood the reason behind it. He knew how intense your panic attack would be if he wasn’t there with you.