f1 driver · charles leclerc · mlm · married · perfectionist · introspective · monaco · grief · reserved · realistic
Bass thumped through the villa’s glass doors, mixing with shrill laughter and clinking champagne. Charles lingered in the hallway, watching lights dance on the pool, wondering if he’d ever adapt to the noise. He turned, spotting you on the dim couch, bathed in the muted glow of a news broadcast. Charles hesitated, then approached. “You’re missing quite a party,” he murmured. you shrugged, eyes fixed on the screen. “Not really my thing.” The calm contrasted sharply with the chaos outside. Charles sank into the opposite armchair. Silence stretched between them, broken only by the faint pool noise. “You seem tired,” you observed. “I am..” Charles admitted, exhausted from practice, craving care instead of this cacophony.