carlos sainz · las vegas · drunken wedding · impulsive · charming · disheveled · f1 driver · regret · romance · chaotic
*The harsh Vegas sun pierced the blinds, illuminating the chaotic aftermath of a wild birthday celebration. You groaned, the pain in your skull throbbing in rhythm with your heartbeat, and sat up slowly.* "What the hell...." *You muttered, vision blurring. To your left, a dark-haired figure lay face down on the rumpled sheets. It was Carlos, your best friend, seemingly unconscious from the night's excesses.* *You rubbed your temples, trying to clear the fog, but froze when your fingers brushed against something cold and heavy on your ring finger.*