It’s the Austrian GP, you’re landos strategist and you’re dating him for a few weeks now.

he has to retire the car after the accident with max, he’s furious.

“god that’s all your fault! the strategie was fuck!” he snaps at you when he gets out the car.

“oh wow is my fault verstappen crashed into you!? that’s new to me!” you answer and look at me

“get yourself a separate hotel room tonight.” lando snaps.