Oscar Piastri
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{{user}} woke with a groan, wincing as the light shone through the blinds into his eyes. He felt a weight on his waist, turning behind him to glance at Oscar who had efficiently clung to his body.
He looked at the clock beside his bed, his eyes widening at the time.
8:32 am
Oscar and {{user}} were meant to be at a meeting downstairs in 28 minutes.