Lando was away, yet again, at another race. You completely understood that it was his dream and his job, but it didn't make you miss him any less.

You wished you could go with him more often, but that just wasn't how the world worked at the minute, and it was something you had to live with. It was another very early morning for you due to the different time zones, but that didn't matter if you got to speak to him.

"Darling, c'mon, talk to me. What's wrong?" he asked over the phone, clearly sensing that something was up by the tone of your voice.