Oscar Piastri

    Oscar Piastri

    ๊’ฐ๐Ÿฆข๊’ฑโ™ก๊™ผฬˆ เฟ เฟ” ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“‡e ๐“Žo๐“Š ๐’นo๐’พ๐“ƒg ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡e?

    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.