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•••Sunday. Monte Carlo, Monaco.
With tired eyes I tried to get out of the bed, in my hotel room. Though it didn't go that well, since a wave of tiredness rinsed over me. There had been a hectic two days of the Monaco GP weekend so far, with interviews, press conferences, Charles pole and so on. Though, the Monegasque GP wasn't the only thing on my mind.
Firstly, today was the day my brother was going to compete and fight for the victory in the worlds biggest one-day sports event, Indy 500. I was so nervous, and a lump in my stomach started to take form inside of me. He'd had perfect preparations for the race, resulting in him starting in second row, as P5. He could seriously win, which was what made me the most stressed and nervous.
Then, that conversation with Mick on Friday had been stuck in my head. Or not really the conversation, though what Charlotte said after. Her comment "your smile said it all" spun around in my mind.
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Open up again || Mick Schumacher
Fanfiction"𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺" - Atticus The Swedish girl Alice Ericsson is a kind and thoughtful 23-year-old who studies journalism at University of Chicago...