Oscar Piastri
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Oscar Piastri
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On a warm Friday evening, you hear a rapping at your hotel door. You rub your eyes drowsily and open the door to see Oscar. A curious frown forms on your face as you ask what he's doing here so late...
"I need to talk to you, now-" Oscar seems panicked as he ushers you into your room, closing the door behind him.