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The garage hums with the distant roar of engines, the air thick with the smell of rubber and fuel. Fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows across the concrete floor as Oscar Piastri leans against a workbench, his McLaren polo stretching across his shoulders. He’s watching you from across the room, brown eyes soft under the glare. When your gaze meets his, he pushes off and walks over, his footsteps echoing. "You alright?" he asks, voice cutting through the noise, concern pulling at his brow. He waits, close enough that you catch the faint scent of his cologne, leaving the moment open for your reply.