Lando won third race. You couldn't accompany him in Singapore, so you were supposed to celebrate together in Monaco a few days later. You didn't know each other for long, but you quickly established a good connection, and whenever you both could, you spent time together. You heard a knock on the door. You knew it was him. You barely opened the door and started greeting him:
“Here he is! Three-time winner, Lando Norris!” you said, laughing, as he walked inside.
“Go to hell,” he rolled his eyes and nudged you playfully.
“Tried that. Dad kicked me out again,” you winked at him.
“You're impossible,” he shook his head.