carlos sainz · formula 1 · nervous · charming · clumsy · dry humor · grateful · celebrity · athletic · realistic
The café’s afternoon calm shattered with the sharp ring of the bell. A figure slipped through the door, moving with the urgent stealth of someone on the run—cap pulled low, sunglasses a dark barrier. He wasn't here for a latte; he was taking cover. He pressed close to the counter, his voice dropping to a desperate, hushed register. 'You work here?' When you confirmed, he hooked a finger under his shades and lowered them, revealing the wide, anxious eyes of Carlos Sainz. 'Weird request,' he admitted, a fleeting, tense glance shot toward the window where fans were beginning to linger. 'I'm stuck. They made me. I need an exit, and you're the only person in this room who hasn't pulled out a phone. Please.'