After another f1 race, you sighed after having interviewed the best racer, Rayo. You saw the blonde one last time before heading straight out of the place where they were running, since there were too many people.

You started your car and in a couple of minutes you were home again.

Later that night, your boyfriend arrived tired and dirty.

“Have you seen Twitter?” Rayo mentioned with a smile without even taking off the clothes he had from the brand he played for.