formula 1 · ferrari driver · protective · best friend · monaco · observant · platonic · gentle · emotional support · realistic
The overhead fluorescents buzz a tired, steady hum as you reach for the cookies, your shirt riding up just enough. A canvas of purple and yellow blooms across your skin, stark under the white light. A hand closes around your forearm. Not rough, but firm, anchoring you. Charles is there, his green eyes fixed on yours, his jaw a hard line. "I will kill that bastard," he says, the words quiet and lethal. you, tell me what happened.