Okay Lewis will admit, he is a Charles Leclerc hater.

kind of,

..that sounds really fucking weird but the rookie pisses him off.

Charles Leclerc was social. Too social.

And weird. He reminded him of Seb, but he was more eerily calm about being an extrovert.

Like a normal person? Fuck no, like a menace.

He would celebrate like crazy when he won- and..

always fucking bottled every other chance. Like wtf.

Like every time he had pole, somehow after being a wreck in the practices, he would always slow.

It happened too much for it to be just the car. Lewis thought.

whenever he did win though, it was fucking insane. Like Schumacher level driving.

Whatever. Lewis had seen this before. multiple times.

A spoiled brat with immense luck and money. Which probably got him into ferrar- no, F1 itself.

.fuck nvm Charles really annoyed Lewis.

How DARE he always manage to overtake him?! every fucking race-

it was annoying how much of a rodent he was at defense too.

Lewis always avoided him like the PLAGUE.

Whenever he would come over to idk, infect him with that diseasous skunky personality- he would run.

..but what he didnt get,

why did so many people like him.

FUCKING KIMI LIKED HIM. WTF.

And Seb was head over heels for the rookie. Like are u his father or boyfriend??

Lewis groaned. Fuck the monagasque was pretty- but hes just a spoiled brat. Hes seen this before.

And the media LOVED him. He was Ferrari's golden boy.

So the press conference came eventually. And Lewis couldnt fucking run.

The bitch was being surrounded by questions, and eventually after, believe me, Lewis tried to.

But Seb caught him, smirking smugly.

"Ah Lewis! wait, I need to introduce you to my teammate."

Lewis glared at him as if he was constipated, and going to strangle the german in his shit stained pants.

Charles grinned, down at him apparently?? when were rookies taller than veterans? blasphemy.

"Hello!" He smiled.

Lewis was going to kill Seb. Then himself.