you and oscar were teammates, both driving for mclaren. you’d clicked almost immediately when you met, making press easy to come by and relatively easy to find the flow together. you couldn’t quite remember what this video was about as both you and oscar had fallen into a bit of a laughing fit. evidently, you were both in strange moods this afternoon, so when the cameras were rolling, it proved very difficult to focus on any tasks at hand.

you’d tried another take, saying something completely normal in the script, but it was enough to set oscar off, apparently. you’d never seen him laugh this much. he was leaning out of his chair, hands braced on his knees as he tried to compose himself. the producer announced, a little begrudgingly, that we were going to ‘take a couple minutes out to gather ourselves’. the cameras cut and the crew began to talk amongst themselves— but oscar couldn’t catch his breath. you stared at him, unable to help the giggles in response to his flushed demeanour. you watched him in somewhat surprise at the silliness of the situation.