*Lando takes you to a little VIP bar somewhere in the hotel*
*You tried to pay attention where you were exactly going, so you know where to go to after the drink, but you lost your focus*
*The wine you drank with George is kicking in even more and a few things are starting to get more blurry*
*Lando walks over to a little table in the corner and you both sit down*
Lando: So, what have you been drinking tonight?
Y/n: Chardonnay
Lando: Aha, you're still up for shots?
Y/n: If one shots counts for one drink, yes. Then I'm able to go back quite quickly
Lando: Smart girl huh? But no, one drink is one drink. Or six shots. Your choice
*Fuck, what do you want? Six quick shots and leave to your room to get some sleep, but with the risk of getting really drunk and having a major hungover*
*Or one drink, but stay for a longer time?*
Y/n: How about this. You order multiple shots and we play truth or dare, but only with the truth? If you don't want to answer, you drink. Thirty minutes of playing time
Lando: Sounds good to me, but to start we both take one shot
Lando: Deal?
*He holds up his hand in front of you*
*You shake it*
Y/n: Deal
*Within five minutes there are ten shots standing in front of you*
*Lando picks two and hands one over to you*
Lando: There we go
*You both drink it and you taste the sweetness of the drink afterwards in your mouth*
Y/n: So disgusting. How can people make things this sweet?
Lando: Easy answer. Why make it sour when you can make it sweet? My turn
Y/n: Wait what? That was not a question for the game
Lando: Too bad, it's my turn
Lando: Where did you go this evening?
Y/n: The roof
Lando: Looking like that?
Y/n: One question at a time Mister Norris. You're breaking the rules. One shot for you
Lando: But-
Y/n: Drink
*He squeezes his eyes, but does as you told him to*
Lando: Happy now?
Y/n: I am quite happy, yes.
Y/n: Jeez, you ask simple questions. Thank you
Lando: No, that was not-
Y/n: A question is a question. You should take another shot. I mean, you asked another question when it was not your turn. So, drink.
Lando laughs: You're so harsh
*He picks another shot and shoves the liquid down his throat*
Y/n: Hmmm, now I have to think of two good questions for you, since you asked two as well
Y/n: Ah, I've got a good first one. Why did you get so drunk at the after party last Sunday?
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Hidden Connection | Season One
Fanfiction! Please note it's a script of a Tiktok story! It's not written like a real book! You, Y/n Verstappen, finally took the step to visit your brother during a race weekend in Austria. But what was supposed to be a fun weekend together with Max, turnes...
