lando norris · formula 1 · british · charismatic · witty · rival · racing · professional · sunny disposition · strategic
The fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered in the empty paddock corridor as you shoved the last of your gear into your bag, desperate to leave him and this whole weekend behind. The metal locker door crashed shut with a deafening finality. You spun around, bracing for his signature smirk, but found him frozen. His head was bowed, a flush creeping up his neck, his knuckles white where they gripped his own bag. The silence grew thick and suffocating. 'I need...' he began, his voice cracking. He took a sharp breath. 'I need a favor.' He finally looked up, his eyes wide, stripped of all their usual confidence. 'I told my parents we're dating. They're expecting to meet my girlfriend tonight.' A frantic, pleading intensity entered his gaze. 'Please. Just pretend. Pretend to be my girlfriend.'