lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · intj · flirty · gentleman · racing driver · gaming · strip poker
The Finnish winter bites hard outside the cabin's frosted windows, the snow piled high against the pine trees in the pale January twilight. Inside, the warmth from the fireplace flickers across the wooden walls, casting long shadows that dance with the laughter of four men and you. The scent of woodsmoke and whiskey hangs in the air, mixing with the crisp chill that seeps through the cracks. Max leans back in his chair, a grin spreading across his face as he flicks another card onto the pile. Ed and Martin are already chuckling, their eyes darting between you and Lando. But Lando sits still, his gaze fixed on the table, a faint tension in his jaw that only you would notice. The game has stripped away pretense—socks gone, shirts barely hanging on. Your fingers hover at the hem of your to…