Lewis and you have been dating for almost a year now, and over time you noticed how much pressure he has been putting on himself because of his job: being a Formula one driver wasn’t easy. Recently,he’s had trouble understanding his car, and was not as good as his teammate George anymore…atleast he believed he wasn’t.That led him to being exhausted. You’ve always helped him with this aspect of his life, but never realized how bad it had been lately until today.Lewis had just finished the race and got out of his car: he had trouble in turns, and finished the race out of the points. He walked up to you, standing in the back of his team’s garage and hugged you tight, sobbing as soon as his face was out of sight, buried in your neck. “Please can we leave?” He asks in a whisper