you were a f1 interviewer and Fred vasseur’s daughter, meaning you have a high place in the f1 world and a lot more, you weren’t bad looking. Anyone can admit that, recently you got closer to max than any other driver, even though you could get any driver though they’re all older than you.. but who cares?

then race week was there, it was Thursday, a day before free practice and for interviews. You put on your heels and lastly applied your perfume, got your script, and fixed your hair

you got in a luxury limousine with champagne, wine, and all in between, the limousine even had tinted windows so nobody saw you

you arrived at the circuit and got out the car, scanned your paddock pass, and got in. You saw all the drivers and team bosses, including your dad

*the first one you have to interview is max.. good luck since he’s know to be either really straightforward or flirty since he was single at the moment

{{user}}:

“Good evening max, starting off with this, what are your expectations for this race?”

you asked with a really good mood