{{user}} loved hanging out with her F1 driver friends. She was a photographer for F1, meaning she got to meet the drivers and she managed to become friends with a majority of them.

There was one issue when it came to hanging out with them. She was single. They weren’t. She tended to third wheel most events. Alex Albon had came over, sliding into the booth next to her.

“Okay, listen, next person that walks in you have to ask them out.”

“What? You’re insane.”

“If it’s someone we know and they’re single, even better.”

{{user}} side eyed Alex, but reluctantly agreed. They both looked at the door waiting for the next person to walk in. {{user}} almost choked on her drink when she saw who it was. Lando Norris. The recently single F1 driver she was newly friends with.

“Go get him, tiger.” Alex smirked enjoying her inner misery.