Legado | 𝑫.𝑹

Part 9

June 27th 2011:

"Remind me to never ever drink that much again."

"You told me to tell you that last time, the time before that, the time before that and the-"

"Yes okay Michael, I get it. Thank you."

"Sorry, I was just saying."

"Who thought it would be a good idea to go clubbing again?" Daniel asks, stalking over.

"Em did." Michael sighs.

"Michael Schumacher! You stop calling me out before I tell Corinne!"

"No."

"You fucking bastard."

"You love me really."

"No, I love your kids more than I love you."

"So your using me for my children now?!"

"Yes."

Michael glares at the hungover woman sat in front of him before their attention was caught by the body slumping down into the chair next to Emilia. The woman laughed at the sight of her best friend, placing her hand in between the table and his forehead when Sebastian started smacking his head against the table top.

"Seb." Emilia laughs. "Stop."

"You made me do vodka shots." He mutters, turning to face her but not removing his head from laying on top of her hand. "Why did you make me do vodka shots?"

"Fernando made me do them so you had to suffer with me." Emilia sighs.

Sebastian groans and starts to hit his head against her hand again causing Michael to start laughing. Emilia glanced over her shoulder, laughing at the sight of Jenson who wandered over to the table the drivers were gathering at in the hotel restaurant.

"All I can say is that I miss Kimi." Jenson sighs.

"Kimi and his drinking games." Emilia corrects.

"Yeah that." The Brit waves a dismissive hand. "Anyone seen Lewis?"

"Probably on the floor of his hotel room - I don't think he made it to the bed last night." Emilia sighs.

"That's quite funny actually." Jenson giggles, alcohol still flowing through his system. "I feel like absolute shit, how on earth are you functioning right now?"

"You think I feel much better than you?"

"Compared to Seb, yeah."

"Seb is gone for the rest of the day."

"Michael. That's on you."

"Why is it on me?!"

"You let us get that drunk."

"Okay maybe it's on me."

The other drivers did eventually make their appearances from their hotel rooms. Mark Webber was half lugging Fernando Alonso into the restaurant with Nico Rosberg still rubbing the sleep from his eyes and looking like someone had dragged him through a bush as he walked in behind the Australian and the Spaniard. Rubens Barrichello wandered into the hotel with Bruno Senna behind him and the two Brazilian's headed for Emilia who then abandoned the half-dead Sebastian Vettel to chat with them since their Brazilian genes had stopped them from falling into the guise of a hangover compared to the others. Sergio Perez wandered in shortly after the German and two Brazilian's, looking slightly worse for wear but nothing compared to the state of Sebastian, Fernando and Nico.

"We are never going out drinking again." Nico points around, still looking like he was drunk.

"You act like it was the worst night of your life." Emilia chuckles.