“Paul! Wait up!”

Paul turns around at the sound of your voice, a smile reaching his lips at the sight of you running up to him. He was just about to head to his team’s garage to prepare for getting into the car, but now that he sees you, he isn’t in any rush anymore.

Paul is driving his first ever race in Formula E today, and since none of his family members could make it – not even his brother – you decided to come along to support him. As his best friend, you think that’s one of your responsibilities, but you’d gladly follow him around the world if it meant you got to see his sweet smile.

“What’s up?” He asks, his messy, blonde curls blowing in the wind as he looks down at you.