The chaotic 4 || Englisch Version

Australian GP

Charles

I just arrived at my hotel room and let myself fall on the bed with my chest in advance. This 22-hour flight and the half-hour taxi ride to the hotel were extremely exhausting, but sleeping was not drine now. The worst thing about the Grandprix in Australia was the jet lag, which was always the worst. In Monaco it was just 02:53 in the morning, in Australia it was 10:53 in the morning. If it weren't for these stupid media appointments, I wouldn't always have to leave home so early and wouldn't have these problems now, I thought further. People who would see me now would think that you had taken away your favorite toys from a small child, because that's how I looked and that's how I felt. Kapput and empty. After I lay down briefly, I fished my cell phone out of my pocket in the hope that Lando would already be here. I never thought that I would share such a close friendship with the young British, but out of nowhere we had both become best friends. So I wrote lando a message with the words "please tell me you are already in melbourn at the hotel and have time? Otherwise I won't survive that until tonight" and so I sent them off until I just called him after less than five minutes otherwise he would never answer, with my luck he had fallen asleep or still in England and had no media appointments. "You die, we inherit, what can I do for you?" Went lando after a few times on the phone " ha ha you're funny again lando, I wanted to ask if you're already in the hotel? Because reading the news is now, I don't think it can be your thing anymore?" I addressed my request directly and waited for an answer from the younger "mhm arrived about 1 hour ago and was already just before falling asleep until a certain mister leclerc had to wake me up. So what's the plan?" He said, it was clear that Princess Lando was sleeping again, sometimes I would also like to be able to fall asleep everywhere but unfortunately not everyone can. " Charlie? Are you still there?" I heard lando suddenly ask. "hmm Yes, it was just in my thoughts, should we ehm.. just take a look around here in the city what's so great?" I asked then and back came a confirmation hum. "Okey norris watch out not to fall asleep we will meet in half an hour down in the hotel loby that means 11:30 am understood?" I now gave something stricter from me otherwise it wouldn't be anything. "of course dad" answered lando and I knew he rolled his eyes at that moment. " Lando! Don't roll your eyes. I'll put it on now and you send me your room number and then get ready. 11:30 a.m. downstairs less than a minute later!" And so I ended the phone call and looked right into the corner of my screen where the time was 11:15 a.m. "had we talked for so long?" I asked myself and got up from my bed just to transport my suitcase to exactly this.. "351" I got a message from lando after my suitcase on the bed what, sure was certainly not that he would fall asleep or came late so at least I knew where I could find the British. So I opened my suitcase and grabbed a blue pair of jeans and a beige T-shirt for which we only had half past twelve, the temperatures here in Australia were already quite high. The next time I look at my cell phone we had 11:28 a.m. "hmm looks like we have to sprint over the stairs" I spoke to myself, took my cell phone as well as wallet and room card and made my way to the stairs. To my surprise, lando was even sitting down in the loby in one of the armchairs. " ah look at one I shouldn't be late but you. 1 minute late, what is your excuse this time leclerc?" Ask me lando gave me his cell phone with the time and stood up. "Shut up Norris," I just replied and continued my way ahead, with the younger one following me.
"I want to go home again I always hate to arrive so early that's so unnecessary" I noticed after a certain time where we had walked quietly next to each other. " but what do you want in Monaco charles? You don't have anyone at home waiting for you at the moment. I'm so sorry to tell you that, but you're just as alone in Monaco as you are here." Said lando and he was right, I had separated from Charlotte almost half a year ago, why I didn't know but it didn't feel right to have a relationship with her anymore and that's why it was best for both of us to end it. " Yes, you're right but you're there! We might as well arrive here on Friday, then we would only be away from home for 3 days. You know I hate it when I don't sleep in my bed at home" I continued to annoy lando "I know Charles, I know but what should we do. Next week the race in Monaco is finally and there you can sleep in your bed again," lando replied and then pointed directly to another topic.

Lando

After I arrived at the hotel, I had planned to rest because this jet lag really came from another universe, but I had probably made the plan without our revered lord perceval. I just spent an hour here - if at all - and my cell phone rang, and who was it? Exactly none other than Charles leclerc. And there I was now half an hour later on the streets of Australia and heard Charles's whining that he is not at home but on a completely different continent. We sat in a small restaurant on the beach and quickly decided what we wanted to eat. While eating, we mostly didn't have any conversations because what should you talk about if you saw each other almost every day and already knew everything about each other. After eating, we walked a little along the coast until we decided that it was time to go to the hotel. "Finally I could go to sleep," I thought to myself, but had made the plan again without charles. "and what are the two pretty ones doing now until the evening?" He asked me and put an arm around my shoulder "so actually I wanted to go to sleep now. Isn't Pierre already there? " I answered him and then directly asked a counter-question " man lando is not an old grandpa who goes to sleep so early that's not good because of the jetleg, you don't have the jet lag tips from carlos. Sorry by the smooth operator?" He then asked, and I had to think briefly about Carlos had given tips? Since when was he on YouTube or something like that? " and to your question about Pierre. No mister gasly is not here yet because the fine gentleman is still with his girlfriend in a nice home in Marseille " Spoke Charles on and got me out of my thoughts. I just nodded to it and said nothing more. In the end, we decided to use the hotel's own gym and drove away the time until the evening.

Saturday~ Qualifying

Qualifying was scheduled. And I was very much hoping that I would get a pole again today, but I would also be satisfied with a podium place. However, we should not all hope early, this morning came a message from the FIA and the Mercedes team that Mick Schuhmacher would take the place of Lewis Hamilton for this qualification as well as the race. Nobody knew what was going on with Lewis, but we all had the suspicion that he would soon stop racing. I mean 9 world champion titles were enough, weren't they? And the German would have really earned the place in the Mercedes team. We had just finished driving O1 and 7 out of 20 drivers were already back in the boxengasse because unfortunately they had not had a good time or there was a collision to make it in Q2. At the end of qualifying, I had a good time and was on the 2nd. Place came, I was very happy about it as well as my team, but of course I would rather be on the 1st. Place. Charles, on the other hand, had gone to the pole again and who knows maybe I would steal his place tomorrow.

Sunday~ the Race

It was just before the start of the race. I just ran up and down in the box and thought about how I would manage to overtake charles in the red Ferrari as they were traveling quite fast. After about 5 minutes I pulled my flame protection hood over my head and then my helmet - I did everything on the way to the route -. After I sat in the car, I switched off any thoughts I had and focused only on the car and the track, when I sat in this car almost no one could talk to me. When we had done the radio check, the track was slowly teaching itself that the race would start soon. " You did it lando!! You made it lando you are the first!! You got the pole position in front of the Ferrari and the Rebull." I was told shortly after I crossed the black and white karriette flag over the radio. I couldn't believe it I had won the race, full of joy I briefly stretched my fist into the air but then I put it back on the steering wheel I still drove a very fast car which would quickly become dangerous. After I had driven the cooling lap, I parked my car behind the sign with the big one and remained seated for a moment, when number two and three arrived, I took off my helmet and slowly walked out of the McLaren. After weighing, I learned that Charles was second and Checo was third, Max probably had problems with the car and had to park it because of it. After the award ceremony, I celebrated extensively with the team until I said goodbye to them shortly before two o'clock in the morning because I would fly to Monaco with Charles tomorrow afternoons.
And that this weekend in Monaco would change everything, we didn't know that yet.