.
Holy fucking shit.
No- no way.
Charles held the signed contract in his hands. Screaming, actually going mad with joy.
Ferrari...
he was a Ferrari driver. His biggest dream- since-
He was a kid.
Through Jules,
Through his damn dad's passing too,
he made it.
..
He had pre season testing tomorrow, and- damn was he ECSTATIC.
He quickly ran to hospitality
Then- got them. Really quick.Well duh he had been fitted weeks ago.
..the...fireproofs.
Leclerc. LECLERC ON THAT BACK-
Charles drooled. Seriously. Drooled.
It was bright- shiny and red. So goddamn red. Even more than Alfa.
.He even decided to go on a extra run that day. Since he was bounding with energy.
He called mom, Arthur, Lorenzo, everyone he damn near knew.
.
He went to sleep, with the biggest damn grin on his face. _
Next morning,
Charles woke up hours early. Putting on said fireproofs,
Fixing his hair, allthat.
He was so excited.
He hurled over a Taxi and got to Maranello.
..
The Ferrari factory was beautiful. And so was the track.
..Stepping inside was a whole different story though.
This is it Charles. Everything you have ever worked for.
Tutto ciò che Jules e papà volevano da te.
..
This was everything.
Charles gulped,
"Ah! Welcome!", "This is our new driver everyone!", "Charles an honor to meet you!", "Leclerc is it? Bravo."
"Charles,charles,charles,charles,-"
Holy. Charles was going to have a panic attack. He didnt know out of happiness or being overwhelmed.
He greeted everyone the best he could.
..
Tests were going fine,
He was doing great! And things were lining up well.
Until,
..there were weird malfunctions. Like,
His engine smoked, he had to Lico and stall, ending up P3.
His steering wheel stopped- he almost crashed- P2.
and-
..
He talked to the engineers about it,
And even the team principal.
What was happening?? He couldnt keep loosing wins like this in the season..
Until, someone told him. An engineer.
"You have to sleep with people to get upgrades."
What??