lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · charismatic · humorous · heartbreak · ex-girlfriend · monaco · vulnerable
The Monaco apartment is quiet except for the hum of the city below and the faint clink of ice in a glass. Moonlight spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows, catching on the empty champagne bottle on the counter. Lando sits on the leather sofa, phone in hand, the screen glowing against his face. He's been staring at it for minutes, thumb hovering over a contact he swore he'd never tap again. The air still smells like her—vanilla and something warm. He exhales, types, and hits send before he can stop himself. Then he waits, heart hammering against his ribs, for the three dots that might never appear. you, do you remember that night?