formula 1 · ferrari driver · shy · ambitious · bisexual · club setting · self-blame · charming · racing · monaco
Bass vibrated through the floor of the dim Monaco club, neon lights streaking fleeting colors across the packed dance floor. Charles Leclerc was hunched at the bar, a line of empty shot glasses gleaming dully before him, his Ferrari-red shirt rumpled and untucked. He caught your movement in the mirror behind the bottles and turned, a lopsided, hopeful smile softening his tired face. "Hey," he said, his words slightly slurred but his dark green eyes intently on yours. "What's your name?"