You sat in the McLaren garage with Oscar’s girlfriend, Lily, and the two of you bonded about this and that and spoke as you both watched the race.

You were smiling the whole time as you held Lando’s jacket to your shoulders, he was P2 and it was going extremely well for him before he got hit with that (shitty) 10 second stop and go penalty. The whole of McLaren was pissed off, but you especially, and you knew he was upset from the way he spoke in the radio.

When he got out of the car and into the garage, he spoke to no one, waking into his drivers room and slamming the door. You excused yourself before following after him