The Monaco GP hadn't gone the best for Mercedes. Toto hoped the next race would be better and decided to head to the clubs to drown in his sorrows.

At the club, he wasn't expecting to see his main driver, you, at the DJ stand partying away. You seemed drunk, or high, as you were DJ'ing. Toto hadn't even known you could do that. As soon as you stepped away from the stand to get a drink, Toto grabbed you. He noticed your blown out pupils before anything.

"Are you okay?"