Chapter Three

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Somehow even after over two weeks of living with Lando and Robert I couldn't get rid of me always waking up early. Everyday started with my usual training and a shower before cooking breakfast when the boys would finally wake up. Having roommates wasn't a new experience for me but it was still strange with them.They didn't make it strange, it was completely my fault to overthink it all, that I went over the line, that I put up between ourselves, by asking this huge favour from him and not someone else. But I tried to put that into the back of my mind, and not let it surface until Lando would tell me I'm too much. Even though I knew that would probably never happen. Not even if he did think about it. He was just too sweet to do anything like that to anyone.

„ Are we doing the Q&A today? " Lando asked as he was making his tea, and I was standing next to him, waiting for my coffee to finish.

„ We can. Although, you should get questions from the fans so we don't have to wait when we sit down to film it. " I yawned, finally getting my cup so I could add some milk and sweetener to it. „ Also, don't forget the cook-off. You owe me that one! " I warned him as I took my first sip and it immediately made me feel more alive. I wasn't addicted to caffeine I swear, I just loved the taste of coffee. It didn't really matter if it was caffeine-free or normal.

„ I know, even though I would like you to forget it. " He sighed, taking his cup outside with himself, while I sat down on the sofa, to go through my DMs a little. I liked trying to answer all of them. Usually I didn't have enough time, but with this break, I did whatever I wanted after completing the tasks I gave myself so I would still stay fit.

„ Never happening. " I added, shouting so he would hear it even while sitting outside while I was already swiping down on my phone so I could get to the bottom of my Instagram messages. They could be harsh but luckily most of them were kind messages that made me smile and wanna do it more frequently. There were some of them about Lando that I usually felt strange about, but also they did make me laugh 90% of the time.

I got through like half of it when I started feeling my eyes and decided to end it for today. I quickly put up a photo into my story, thanking them for their messages and promising I will get to the remaining ones later today or tomorrow. I think I have dealt well with all the attention from my new fans, giving them enough footage into my life but still staying as private as I always did. I didn't want to change just because I got more reputation, than before I got into F1. Even though we were already quite well known in F2. It's not the same type of fame.

„ Should we start in like 10 minutes? " Lando came back from the garden, closing the glass door after himself. „ We would still have enough time to cook something after. " He offered, although I knew he wasn't thinking about the cook-off. That will be a whole another stream.

„ We can. I'm just gonna do my hair and then join you. " I nodded, taking the towel off my head, that was on me since my shower. I hated drying my hair, so usually when the weather wasn't cruel I let it dry on it's own.

I went upstairs, into the room I was using and got out my curling iron. I was usually never using anything on my hair during the season. I never had enough time, but also it was pointless, as the helmet would mess the strands up anyways. It was always in the middle stage, between straight and curly. On better days it looked wavy but mostly just made my life harder to make it look decent rather than messy and unkempt. It didn't look dirty or anything, but still wasn't the sight I wanted everyone to know me by. Even if I hated how frequently I had to wash it, to get it into the style I wanted it to be in. Right now I didn't spend so much time on it, softly curling bigger batches of it, just to make the strands stay in a shape similar to each other, before getting half of it up into a high ponytail. I was just putting everything back into my closet when I heard him start his stream and welcome chat in a happy tone. With a shake of my head I closed the closet door and went into his game room, stopping in the doorway.

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