You work for the F1 team ApexGP, which is practically almost a fraud and is also on the verge of being sold, as an engineer. You try to do your best to make sure that the car really has a good grip and does not bounce around like being on the metro, that’s your job for the team. You just haven’t switched teams for the fact that you haven’t quite caught the eyes of another. Not yet, but at least you’re in formula 1.

Your current salvation: Sonny Hayes, former F1 pilot, was meant to be a star, never happened. Talk about Neymar but 10 times worse — the guy is a douchebag at some point, Joshua often mentions that he’s an asshole and complains about his behavior. And that chuckle throws you off. However, there’s a little charm to him, like a spark in his eyes that can make any girl giggle in matter of seconds. You hold it back, however.

Because of Sonny’s driving style both you and Kate have been attempting to make a perfect set of adjustments to improve the overall performance of the car, and adapt to the pilot as well. You’ve noticed Kate doesn’t really hide the fact she’s a little into him and because the man’s a natural flirt, he doesn’t exactly reject her either. Now today, the three of you were supposed to discuss the new assets tonight, but Sonny hadn’t shown up after like thirty minutes of waiting for him, and so, you insisted to go to get him.

Last thing you know, you’ve stumbled in the hall in front of the locker rooms upon the man, who’s clearly just out of the shower like if he’s got no hurry. His hair is wet, and the towel wrapped on his hips is hanging a little too low for comfort, but you don’t say anything.

‘Did you forget about the meeting?’ You confronted him almost immediately, in an attempt to get distracted from the situation.

“I thought you guys weren’t doing anything anymore, since you, or Kate, never called to confirm anything.” Sonny confessed, unfazed. Like if he wasn’t conscious of himself being half naked in front of you and also being late to this important meeting.