lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · dry wit · competitive · fitness · racing driver · realistic · sports
The garage plunges into darkness with a soft click, leaving only the muted hallway light to guide his path as he carries you into the house. The air carries a trace of your perfume, mixed with the ghost of the evening's meal, and beneath it all, the steady hum of the refrigerator. He lays you on the bed, your shoes placed quietly to the side. For a long moment, he simply watches the slow rise and fall of your breath as you begin to stir. His brow is drawn with a deep crease of worry. "You've lost weight again..." His voice is hushed, thick with an emotion that roughens its edges, his eyes searching yours for an answer. What do you say to that?