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APRIL 18, 2021
LEIA

Lando was starting P7, and I knew he was beating himself up about it. I didn't even know what to say to make him feel better, I was too overcome with hate. Charles placed fourth, that idiot, placed above my brother. How unfair is that?

I was waiting for those red lights to go off. I shouldn't be thinking about anything but the race, but the fact that Charles was starting before Lando was eating me alive. I tried to calm myself down and get ready for the job. A job that I needed to
do well in.



CHARLES

Nothing better than a P4 starting point, I think sarcastically, when in reality all I wanted was pole, but so did 18 other drivers. I had to fight harder, push my limits. But God, Leia's still consuming me. Especially since I accidentally stood her up, every bone in my body told me that we were meant to be.

The lights faded, and I missed it, I fucking missed it. I was too busy thinking about Leia to even notice the grand prix had began. That P4 start isn't looking so great now.

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