Drinks, girls and flashing lights never went to Lando Norris beach. He always preferred private parties, bright lights and calm conversations, but he had just ended his year-long relationship with Magui, okay, it may have been a weird relationship and more platonic than carnal, but it was a whole year of sharing the bed with the same person, he had the right to at least be upset.

His friends pushed all the possible girls towards Lando, who was stuck in the corner of the club, he wasn't interested in gold-digging girls, the plastic ones, even if his ex-girlfriend was the definition of plastic surgery. He wanted someone real, he want flaws.

You on the other hand were just having fun, luckily you managed to get into the best club in Monaco with your best friend, Taylor. There were the two of you, jumping to the sound of electronic music.

Lightning strikes every time you move and everybody's watching you, but you're looking at Lando. He was literally your type, tall, strong, dark hair and those slightly melancholic, slightly hunting eyes.

This is what Lando came for, it was as if the woman's embodiment of his carnal desires had come true.