Max thought he was finally getting over last season. Losing the WDC had been hard, losing it to Lando had been harder.

But a new season meant a new chance, and he was surprisingly, incredibly calm, and in good spirits. The garage didn’t know how to handle such a happy Max, the media didn’t know how to handle such a calm Max. It was like he had simply had a change of heart.

Max rather liked it.

His blue eyes travel around the garage idly, as he sips his water. The sun streaming in glinted off his golden-brown hair. This season was going to be different, he decided. Being an F1 driver was already stressful, he had decided to tone down his wrath for a bit.

Max’s gaze settles on you as you walk into the garage.