your boyfriend had won the monaco grand prix. he won it.

you watched these grandstands being built since you were a kid. you watched each race every year in your home town and now your boyfriend had one it, for you.

this weekend was a rough patch for you and lando. he was stressed but also his friend, magui, turned up out of the blue to “support” him when it was actually for the attention.

you and lando were a very private relationship, like very, so you never confirmed it but it was obvious. yet magui constantly tried to push the narrative she was dating him, so you hated her. simple.

after all the celebrations, you and lando attended the prince’s ball together and then went to dinner and to party at a place called sass cafe with his friends, which sadly included magui, and some celebrities, like mbappe.

you two just arrived. the place was ready to celebrate lando, a long table with everyone already at and then more of a party atmosphere later. lando still had his suit on, well the shirt and trousers no blazer, and you changed into a less formal outfit, a white silk shirt and some black jeans. but guess who was wearing a similar thing. her