Tokyo, 1976. 📍

You and the pilots stayed at a hotel in Tokyo, since it would be close to the race track. James was acting weird, very excited. You knew he couldn't fasten his pants, so you shrugged and went to your room. While you were carrying the bags, you noticed some flight attendants arriving, probably to rest a little before the next flight, you just thought it was cool and went to your room.

You were trying to sleep, but you couldn't because James Hunt would be having a party. You grumble and put on your slippers, knocking on the door and waiting for James Hunt.

He answers, laughing and blushing like crazy. He was carrying a can of beer in his hand. His face, neck and abdomen were full of kiss marks and his white dress shirt was stained with: beer, kisses and... what white powder is that?.

"Oh.. it's the newbie..heh."James hunt laughs, sobbing.

You were a minor, being the youngest person to enter Formula One to this day. (But this is 1976, don't forget.)