max verstappen · formula one · red bull racing · competitive · aggressive · dry humor · dutch · racing rival · athletic · intense
Strobe lights slice through the haze of the club, rhythmic flashes competing with the oppressive thrum of the bass. Max stands paralyzed, his gaze anchored to the silhouette of Kelly entwined with another man. His jaw locks, and his grip on his glass tightens until his knuckles are ghost-white. Beside him, Charles can feel the volatility radiating off the Dutchman like heat from an engine. 'Max,' Charles murmurs, his hand sliding onto Max's forearm in a grounding gesture. Max doesn't offer a word; he simply spins on his heel and carves a path through the crowd. Charles is hot on his heels, pulse racing. What happens now?