Formula One Imagines

How you meet - Pierre Gasly

"Hi yucky" I scream.

"It's yuki" the dog cries.

We are on the private (easy) jet flight from Japan to Great Britain god save the queen.

I felt disgusted because there was no on flight food so I took out my packed lunch. Olives mmm.

I gobbled up my Greek grapes and called the flight attendant over.

"Hello sir how can I help you?"

"SIR ??? I AM YUKIS WOMAN NOT MAN!!!!!!" I screamed into the sick bag.

Yuki cried and asked where the nearest exit was.

I was so nervous.

We both done a tandum parachute jump from the easyJet flight. Fucking orange.

"Bonjour" the man said as I accidentally landed on him.
Where am I ?

I look to my left and see the Mona Lisa. I look to my right and see the Eiffel Tower.

Mona Lisa, you're an overrated piece of shit.

I decide to go sightseeing.

I walk into a dog.

Oh there you are yucky.

"I want see my friend" yuki coughed. Ew.

"Okay darling" I said while licking his eyes.

I started peeling the swede and cooked a big roast for the French friend yuki had.

"HE HATES ROASTS" yuki blubbered while playing The ants : underground kingdom game. Free trial of course. Yuki too poor to pay.

"Bonjour madam" the French frog said.

"Ribbit" I replied while trying not to eat his legs.

"I am Pierre."

"Like the one in Southend ?" I asked.

"No like the one in F1"

"Who?" I said.

"Pierre??? Gasly"

"GAS ME ???? NO!!!!!"

I ran into whole foods and bought some organic milk but it made me phglemny

"Let me help you" frog said.

He got the baseball bat and whacked my back to get all the yucky thick spit off my chest. Wow. He's gorgeous.

"Y/n I love you so much, please go on a date with me."

"I'll only go on a date with you if you get your seat at redbull back you FREAK."

"Okay babe"