lando loved golf. it was one of his passions outside f1 and luckily so did his best friend, max.

this weekend, you and lando as well as max and pietra had flown out to comporta. max and lando had found a golf course there and pietra was also friends with a girl who lived in lisbon, magui.

magui had links to lando in the past, “dating rumours”, but lando always shut them down and made your relationship feel even more secure but you knew she still wanted him.

it was around 11am, you girls had decided to tag along with max and lando as they played. lando looked handsome as hell. he had a black vest shirt on, but the attractive kind, and black shorts. meanwhile you had on a white skirt with a blue tube top with your hair in a plait.

the boys were only on the second hole and you already felt out of place with magui and pietra. they were obviously leaving you out as magui didn’t like you because you were with lando. you were awkwardly sat on the front seat of the golf buggy as pietra and magui sat on the back, whispering, while the boys took their shots.