Pole position // Charles Leclerc

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Mias POV:
Charles was scrolling on his phone, but looked up to watch us both argue about him.

'No I'm just saying.' I shrugged.

'I'm gonna go and find a snack, I hope you've supplied this plane well Charles, the best driver, I'm starving.' Lando exclaimed, hopping up and heading to the front of the plane.

'So, I'm your favourite driver?' He teased.

'I didn't say that, you did.' I responded protectively.

'We'll see when it's crunch time and you've gotta pick who's radio you're gonna listen in on.' He said.

'Mclarens obviously. They've got my brother and my bestfriend.' I said in a duh tone.

'I put money on you hanging out in the Ferrari paddock before the 7th race.' He smirked.

'Shake on it?' I asked, holding out my hand.

'Deal.'

'What does the winner get?' I questioned.

'The winner picks dinner, where and when.' He responded.

'You've just made a game out of me avoiding you.' I laughed.

'Because I know you're gonna lose.'

'WHAT THE FUCK!' Lando screamed, waking George and Daniel up in the process.

I winced, my body not yet ready for loud noises due to waking up 20 minutes ago.

'He found the sushi.' Charles said, deadpan.

I turned to look at my friend, who was standing with one finger holding his nose, and his spare hand holding out an open packet of sushi.

'I wanted some earlier, I'm sorry it offends you.' Charles rolled his eyes.

'Lando really? You woke me up for this?' Daniel asked.

'What am I meant to eat?'

'Sushi.' I responded.

He looked at me with such a face id never seen before, forcing me to let out the laugh I'd been keeping in. Daniel joined in, making me laugh harder.

'I have a Chef on this jet, Lando. If youdve walked 2 seconds past the fridge youdve seen him. He'll make you anything you want.' Charles laughed, getting out his phone and taking a photo of Lando holding the sushi.

'How do people eat this shit?' He muttered to himself, putting it down on the table infront of Charles.

'It's good!' Charles argued in response.

'Did someone say sushi?' Yuki asked, poking his head around the corner of the door.

'Where have you guys been? We've not seen you once.' I asked.

'Playing fifa. Max is literally on the verge of hurting someone and so I've come for a break.' He laughed.

'Max on fifa?' Daniel chuckled.

'I know, right? What've we got to eat? Sushi?' He asked, looking around the room.

'There's a load in the fridge, Yuki, help yourself.' Charles said, waving his hand towards the fridge.

'What do you want, Mia?' Lando asked me.

'I'll have a cheese toastie if you're making.' I smiled.

'I'm not making, I'm sure the chefs will be nice, but don't forget who makes the best.' He responded, pointing at me before heading back out to find the chef.