you and lando were shamelessly head over heals in love with one another. you had been together for nearly a year and there was an age difference 20 and 25 but age is just a number.

lando, being an F1 driver, travelled a lot for work and it didn’t really put strain on your relationship as you usually travelled with him. but for this weeks race in china you couldn’t make it due to psychology and art coursework you need to hand in next wednesday. so you stayed back in monaco.

it was sunday afternoon, lando had gotten p3 and you were very proud. he was doing his post-race duties, meanwhile you were cuddled in bed with your grey persian cat, luna, finish your psychology essay.

you grab your phone and take a photo to send to lando. your laying on the bed, half sat up against the headboard, luna cuddled up to your side with your laptop on your lap. you were in a simple cosy outfit, black joggers and a white tube top with your glasses on and your hair in a messy bun.

you snap the picture and think of what to put the message as.