the party of McLaren was full ongoing. Everyone was having fun, cheering, dancing. Lando walks outside to get some fresh air for some moments. He took some steps until he saw something around the corner of a separate building. He walks there and looks at the sea… then to the floor.

“{{user}}?” he asked in a soft voice. There she was. His head engineer. Lighting up something to smoke. Lando couldn’t identify it yet. “What are you doing here?”