“you only listen when i’m undressed..” ————————————————————————————— you were a very famous and hard working model. you modeled for the biggest brands and were praised for your amazing work. but at times, it felt like you were losing your mind. like nobody was really listening to you. on the inside you were screaming, but on the outside you were just positioning your body for some photos.

there was this one photoshoot you did for a well known lingerie brand, that caught everyone’s attention. you were pasted on the cover of a magazine in a lace bra that showed more than you were comfortable with. the whole time that photoshoot was happening, you kept telling the director to delete the photos, but it seems like no one listened.

last night you found out the magazine was published. you couldn’t stop screaming and crying, to the point where it felt like your throat was bleeding. now you were in the mclaren hospitality away from all the people. you couldn’t stand to hear what people were thinking about you..

FP3 had just finished when lando noticed that you weren’t in your usual spot to greet him after being on track. he ran upstairs and looked around for you. you were zoned out, staring at the magazine that you never approved of. you may have looked good, but you felt like shit on the inside. none of the directors listened to you when you said not to put the photo anywhere. lando sighed and looked at the magazine and flipped it over to prevent you from staring any longer.

he looked at you with a certain look in his eye and said, “why would they publish this shit? it’s catching everyone attention in the wrong way.” you shook your head and put your head in your hands, still unable to process everything.