being the leclerc’s sister was an odd thing. you loved it but hated it at the same time. you loved them but hated being in their shadow.

today was the apm monaco event in cannes. and charles invited you and arthur so you were attending with them. annoyingly your more sensible older brother, lorenzo, couldn’t make it so you were stuck with your brothers… jokes you loved them. charles was sensible.. arthur on the other hand.. you two were menaces together.

you were in the elevator to the roof top where it was held. arthur was in a grey suit and charles in a black quarter zip while you had a black long dress which went to your ankles, your hair in a bun.

you were taking a mirror pic in the elevator of you three to send on the family group chat with your mum pascale, eldest lorenzo and obviously charles and arthur.