LEGACY/// FORMULA ONE (3)

TWENTY ONE

TWENTY ONE

"How is it that a five foot two woman can drink more than a six foot man?"

"I'm Brazilian, Al. The British have nothing on us."

Larissa Cohen laughed as the pair that was herself and Alex Albon watched a drunken George Russell stumble around her apartment, since she was visiting her British friends just before the French Grand Prix.

It seemed like the gossiping pair, didn't even notice that the drunken Lando Norris had fallen and had his head stuck in the pot of a plant near her kitchen.

That was until a knock on the door made a drunken Lando trip and fall, his loud yelp signalling to the laughing duo that he had gotten himself stuck and that he was in need of their help.

"You get the door, I'll get the idiot." Alex smiled as his best friend made her way towards the door of the apartment as he grabbed the potted plant that his British friend had managed to fall in to.

"Why is it so dark in here? I thought Lissy paid her electric bill." The drunken Lando spoke, his voice echoing off the inside of the pot. "Hehe, bing bong bing bong."

Alex shook his head with a smile on his face at his friends giggles at the echo that he was causing himself, as he clasped his hands around the pot and tugged it and allowing him to remove the pot from the head of the Norris boy.

Lando stumbled away and drunkenly fell against the somebody, inhaling their scent and hugging them immediately as he recognised it.

"Lissyyyyy, who was at the door?" Lando whined as he wrapped his arms around his best friend as she tried to hide her smile at how cuddly her drunken best friend always seemed to be with her.

"Just my brother, Lando." The Brazilian held back giggles as he tried to make himself comfortable against her chest, treating her as if she was a pillow.

"You have a brother?" George's voice sounded slurred as he approached her from behind and rested his head on her shoulder, his arms shooting to her waist to stable himself.

"I'm right here, have they not noticed?"

"Nope." Alex and Larissa spoke in unison as Alex greeted his best friends brother.

"Gina is on her way, mausi. She's picking Zahra up from Sebby's." Mick Schumacher informed his best friend and sister with a soft smile on his face.

He watched as she nodded her head softly, not wanting to move and disturb her two drunken friends who looked very close to falling asleep on her whilst they were standing up.

She looked surprisingly comfortable, almost as if she didn't mind having the two cling to her as if she was the only thing in the world that was keeping them safe.

Alex held two beers in his hand, offering one to the German and seeing him accept it with a nod and a smile. The two decided to make their way towards the sofa, leaving Larissa stuck in her place with her two drunken friends.

Lando's breathing began to become heavy, as if he was starting to fall asleep on his friend, until her hands shot to his shoulders to push him off her and to the ground, the thud and whine that she heard signalling that she did her job of keeping the boy awake, perfectly.

A soft chuckle left the lips of the Russell boy, the vibrations on her neck sending shivers down her spine, making her body shiver. George lifted his head and pulled the girl towards the sofa, leaving a drunken and whining Lando to push himself off the ground and sulk his way to his friends.

A drunken George pulled his best friend on to his lap, allowing her to place her legs on the lap of Mick, as her head resided in the lap of the Russell boy.