Your Love is Mine

Bad Blood

"You know what! Why do I have to feel bad for him? It's not like he really lost? He still finished well within the points! So what if I got the podium he wanted?"

Daniel: Max, this is like the seventh time his team has screwed him over. Have some sympathy.
Max: No! Leclerc can be a real asshole sometimes

Charles was passing by when he heard this. He couldn't go by and not intervene.
Charles: Takes one to know one!

Max: Can you just shut up!
Max rolled his eyes and returned to his meal.

He and Charles have had bad blood for years now and he couldn't shake off the way his blood boiled every time he was around him.

This weekend in particular had been pretty bad. They had fought every day and when Charles lost out his podium finish to Max because of a team fault he blamed everything on Max. They were both called to the media pen for interviews but both refused.

Later that night after all the post race operations Max headed to his hotel room. When he got into the hotel he noticed Charles sitting at the bar. They locked eyes and Max simply rolled his and walked on.

When he got upstairs Lando was waiting at his door.
Max: I do NOT want to hear anything about feeling sorry for Leclerc.
Lando: And you won't. Not from me at least. I just wanted to know why you hate him so much.
Max: What's there to like? He's never been apologetic for any incidents in a race. He's never been consistent. He can be a pity party at times and we've all lost someone. He doesn't have to act as if he's the only one.
Lando: Mate...
Max: What?
Lando: That's low. Sure we've all lost someone somewhere along the lines but a Godfather, a dad and then a best friend mere years apart is different.
Max: Whatever. Just go. It's an early flight tomorrow.

Lando left without another word and wanted to hear Charles' side so immediately went to his room.

Charles: Who is it?
Lando: Lando!
Charles: Hey mate, come on in.
Lando: Hey Charles. Can we talk?
Charles: Not about Max is it? He was in the wrong today, not me.
Lando: Why do hate him so much?
Charles: You cannot be seriously asking that? It's Max dammit! Let me know who actually likes him.
Lando: Well-
Charles: Lando, I know you have always tried to intervene but stay out of something that doesn't affect you.
Lando: Okay, okay...

Lando walked out and ended up walking straight into Pierre.
Pierre: Woah! What's the rush?
Lando: I need to catch a break. Max and Charles are unbearable human beings at this point.
Pierre: You tried to interfere didn't you?
Lando: Is that so bad?
Pierre: Ha Mate! You will not get anywhere with them. Let's go grab a drink. You clearly need one.