it was a race weekend, the first of the season. you were the famous drivers bestfriend, and you went everywhere with him.

this week was particularly special, since the race would be in monaco, where the two of you grew up. this means that the whole week would be filled with parties, interviews, dinners, celebrations, and of course, his training.

right now, you two are just arriving at the airport, alongside the other drivers since you all were on the same plane. it’s 2:30 in the morning, you are both in hoodies and sweatpants.

the airport is so cold and quiet. you two manage to get all the way to the baggage claim. the both of you knew exactly wear it was since this was your hometown, but it was more a matter of whether one of you was going to pass out from tiredness before you could get there.