𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 • 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕

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"How the hell am I ever gunna find him", Hazel mumbles to herself as she enters the paddock.

There's so many people here. A lot of media, team members and other people that look like they're very important.

Just come and find me when you've arrived, shouldn't be that difficult, he told her on the phone this morning.

But this place is HUGE.

"Shouldn't be difficult, my ass", she scoffs as she slowly starts walking.

Hazel doesn't get the time to slowly adjust to these new surroundings, she gets sucked into the hurry of everyone around her. Getting pushed and walked into from all sides.

She quickly steps aside as a guy with a rack filled with tires comes walking right up to her, not noticing her at all.

She moves all the way to the left side of the paddock and inhales sharply. It all just looks like a big ant farm to her. All these little working ants crawling around doing their thing.

Then she notices that all the motorhomes have the names of the teams on it.

So just search for the right one

But how does she know he's in the motor home? What if he's somewhere else? She can't just walk in there right? That's be totally awkward.

"You're looking quite lost", a deep male voice in a heavy accent suddenly speaks up.

Hazel get shaken out of her thoughts and looks up a the man who appeared on her left. The man is quite tall, wears glasses and looks like he spend quite some time in the gym. He eyes rather intimidating. Even though a cheeky smile plays on his lips.

Hazel sighs. "It's that obvious huh?".

"What were you looking for? Maybe I can help you?".

"I'm looking for my boyfriend, Lando Norris. He told me it should be pretty easy to find him but I'm starting to feel like he lied to me".

"Ohhh he's with McLaren", the tall man says. "Just follow one of the dudes in orange and you should be fine!", with these words the man disappears into the crowd.

Just follow the dudes in orange?!

Hazel looks at the crowd of people wearing all different shades of grey shirts and she sighs.

That's pretty fucking difficult for someone who can't see colours yet.

Hazel slowly starts walking again on the very left side of the paddock. She tried reading the team names on the shirts of passing people but they're moving way too fast for her.