Tonight is the race in Monaco. You and your friend, both 17, are standing in a hectic crowd of people who are frantically pushing around to take a photo of Lando Norris as he leaves the building. I fainted in response of the stress.

Somewhat later

"Amalia..finally." my friend Clara says to me when I come to while I was lying on an unfamiliar couch. “hey..amalia..Here, drink this..." Lando's voice sounded, handing me a glass of water.

Then I realized it, I'm in Lando Norris' apartment.