It was race week. Nothing more to say. A normal race week, busy days, focused mind...Everything normal.

You finished the race in Hungary nad got P2. Max was P1 and Charles Leclerc was P3.

You were currently in an interview, talking, a towel in your hand, all that..People were walking by. Then, Max started sneaking up behind you, the interviewer stayed quiet. Max came up from behind you and kicked one of your feet to trip you. Though he didn't expect you to just fall like a ragdoll. For a moment he was stunned, then he just burst out laughing whilst he helped you up. He always liked to tease you after races even tho the two of you were rivals on the track.