Formula 1 House // 2022

🎂 EIGHT 🎂

Esteban let out a yawn and headed to the gaming room with all of the simulators in, he wanted to practice for a bit since they had a few weeks off now. It was kind of relaxing as sometimes the results were stressful and the pressure of the fans was heavy. But he enjoyed racing. He switched the simulator on and was playing as himself, racing at the Silverstone Circuit which he really loved. It was just nice to unwind every once in a while. Without him noticing, Charles had snuck up to watch. Esteban was in full concentration mode. He had some of the fastest reactions on the grid so he had a tendency to get very good starts. In the qualifying session, he got into Q3 and came fourth, which is where he would proceed to start on the grid. The lights went out and he began to commentate his own race in his head. As predicted, he had gotten a brilliant start and was up into third already, staying relaxed in the corners and not taking any dangerous chances. He furrowed his brows as he focussed, the sound of buttons clicking was the only thing he could hear as well as a powerful engine. Charles was still watching, surprised the Frenchman hadn't noticed him at all. He narrowed his eyes, Ocon had a pretty simple but effective driving style. Watching people play the simulation always made him scrutinise their driving style, so they were more predictable if he had to fight them in an actual race. Everyone knew Daniel liked to brake late, that's why Pierre struggled to get past him in Monza, brilliant defending and late breaking which ruined all of his chances. It was a shame the Aussie had DNFed. About half way through, Esteban had just pitted for new softs and was now in 5th, it would be a fight to get back up but he was just clear of AI Lando so he could continue focussing on warming up the tyres and catching up with the driver in front of him which was AI Charles. By Lap 46 he was in 3rd and ahead was Max and Lewis. There was no way he would get ahead of third but he was defending against Carlos who had a damaged front wing. As the race came to a close, Esteban was sweating and looked behind him to see Charles and Pierre watching. The Frenchman jumped slightly and heaved a sigh.

"Tu as été là tout le temps?" (Have you been there the whole time?) Esteban chuckled nervously, knowing he was sweating very badly with a towel beside him. He picked it up and rubbed it all over his face and hair.

"Oui!" (Yes!) Pierre and Charles both said, a grin on their faces.

"J'aurais essayé plus fort si j'avais su!" (I would have tried harder if I had known!) Esteban insisted, though he had been trying his all that entire time.

"Haha! Tu as bien fait!" (Haha! You did well!) Charles smiled softly, patting his friend on the back before spinning around and leaving the room as Pierre followed.

Esteban sighed and took the towel back to his room, most people were playing Monopoly in the living room and it sounded like absolute carnage so he decided to distance himself and relax on his phone upstairs.

Meanwhile, in the living room everyone was shouting at each other. Mick was basically bawling his eyes out whilst Seb tried to calm him down because Fernando was shouting at everyone for not listening to the rules. Max was screaming in return and Daniel was trying to stop the Dutchman. Pierre and Charles were watching the scene unfold from afar, laughing at how loud everyone was. Valtteri had given up and left to the shop to get some beers and vodka. Alex and George was arguing with each other about how much money they had to give to the banker, which was Checo. Lando was clinging onto Carlos basically being flung around mid air by the Spaniard. Kevin face palmed and just slowly backed away to speak with Mick. Nicholas and Lance were wrestling on the floor, but polite wrestling since they were Canadian. Zhou had gotten bored half way through the game and flipped the table over, screaming at everyone. Yuki was basically being trampled on because he was so short which resulted in Pierre rushing over to save him. To put it into context, everyone was either crying, arguing or just screaming.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP FERNANDO! YOU DON'T MAKE THE RULES!" Max screeched.

"NO I DON'T BUT THE BOOK DOES YOU IDIOTIC PUTA!!" Fernando yelled back in reply.

"LANDO GET OFF OF ME!!!!!" Carlos cried out as Lando climbed onto his shoulders.

"NEVER BITCH!" The Brit grinned, enjoying all of the chaos.

"DON'T WORRY YUKI I'LL SAVE YOU!" Pierre let out a war cry and dived into the group of people, pulling Yuki out and throwing him at Charles who dodged and let the Japanese driver fly into a wall.

"SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO BE SO ROUGH!" Nicky apologised whilst wrestling politely with Lance.

"IT'S OK, SORRY FOR PUNCHING YOU SLIGHTLY TOO HARD!" Lance replied.

"Mick it's OK, stop crying Fernando is not angry at you." Seb reassured as Mick sniffled.

"ALEX SHUT UP!!! YOU'RE SO STUPID!" George snapped.

"NO YOU ARE!" Alex responded angrily.

"I hate this so much..." Daniel groaned and slapped Fernando and Max, "SHUT UP!" He grumbled.

Lewis was getting sick of this and shot a water gun at everyone, looking absolutely fuming.

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" He yelled, crossing his arms and glaring at every single one of them, except Seb and Mick of course, "I AM FED UP OF YOU ALL CAUSING CHAOS AND RUINING THE HOUSE. EVERYBODY TO THEIR ROOMS. NOW!!!!" He snapped, his voice booming across the entire house. His brows furrowed in angry and his teeth gritted. Everyone had gone quiet and most of them already retreating to their rooms. Though Esteban had heard everyone yelling and smiled at the fact someone had managed to shut them all up. Finally. Soon Valtteri would be back with some alcoholic drinks, maybe Lulu needed that to calm down and forget about everyone's boystrous acts.