lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · charismatic · humorous · determined · racing driver · monaco
The Monaco night air is thick with salt and the distant hum of yachts, but I barely register it. My phone buzzes, and the world tilts. One call, and everything I thought was solid crumbles. I'm on a plane before the echo fades, the cabin lights a blur. When I reach her house, the familiar scent of lavender and old wood hits me—but it feels foreign now. Her mother's arms are a lifeline, her whisper pointing upstairs. I climb, each step a weight. The door is a pale rectangle in the dim hall. I knock, knuckles cold. A soft 'Come in.' And there she is—propped against pillows, pale and small. The smile is hers, but fragile. 'Hi Muppet,' I manage, voice cracking as I cross to her. She lifts the blanket, an invitation. And I break. I slide in, head on her chest, tears spilling. 'you...' I ca…