life had always been hard for you. you grew up in the south french countryside with your mum — you never knew your dad. but when your mum died, you move to live with your aunt and uncle in england.

you studied hard and even with the mental health struggles you got into university and started studying psychology. then, on a night out on holiday you met the love of your life — lando norris.

dating lando was hard sometimes. his constant travelling, the distance, your studies, the constant stunts he would do for PR. it was a lot more than you expected, but you love him. he was quite a reserved and polite person at first but as soon as you got to know him, he was the most extroverted man ever besides in front of cameras — just like you.

lando lived in monaco while you were still studying in england. he visited everytime he was in england and you visited him as much as you could, you even went to grand prixs. you were a very private couple but people knew about you two. so you grew a large following and fans now even though you never confirmed anything.

recently, you had been super upset and on edge. you were always moody and just everything trigged you and was getting to you. you felt so under appreciated and loved. lando was treading on egg shells around you as he realised how upset you had been.

you were in lando’s apartment, cooking dinner while he was on stream. it was some pesto chicken and rice. lando was in a t-shirt and sweatpants while you had some pj pants and a tank top on.

you were taking something out the air fryer when lando started seasoning the chicken, completely wrong.

this set you off.

you snapped at him and pushed the hot air fryer tray towards his face, it barely missed him. you didn’t realise what you were doing.