Maybe she shouldn't have kissed that man on the dancefloor just because her boyfriend broke up. Maybe she shouldn't have joined her best friends cousin the next day on a race track. Maybe then she wouldn't have met that guy again. But only maybe.
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"Fuck!" I cursed in front of the mirror as I walked back into the room where Alessandra was already waiting for me. She was fully dressed in a pretty black dress, leaning against the wall and was quiet amused by my panic.
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"That's what happens when you sleep with your best friends cousins boyfriends...friend or colleague? Whatever," she tried to form a sentence as I rushed past her, trying to find my make-up. "That's not funny!" I warned her, running back into the bathroom as I looked at the blue marks on my neck, trying to cover them with the make-up.
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry but what did you expect?" She stepped away from the wall, walking over to lean in the doorway of the bathroom. "I was drunk and I was having some fun," I said as I tapped with the small sponge over my neck. "And he was Charles Leclerc. I get your action V but you could've at least used your brain a little bit," she walked over, letting out a annoyed sign as she grabbed the sponge from me. She went on doing what I just did, finishing it way quicker than I did.
"Good, we can leave now," she looked over my outfit, only correcting my chain real quick before leaving the bathroom by my side.
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She grabbed the key card on our way out, following the long hallway towards the lobby. She smiled as she spotted the two drivers having a nice chat on a couch. Charles head turned, so did Carlos and both of them made short eye contact before standing up almost in sync.
"Ladies," they smiled, holding a arm out each. I obviously took Charles whilst Alessandra took Carlos. "We're taking both cars again," Alessandra raised a brow at Charles words. "Why? I thought we wanted to drive together," she sounded a bit disappointed but I knew she was probably assuming something already.
"We will, V and I are gonna drive before you. I just simply wasn't sure yet when I'll leave again," he glanced at me for a moment, shooting me a smile which I couldn't return in time as he turned back to lead me towards his car. Carlos has parked a bit further behind and needed to walk a bit.
Again Charles insisted on opening the door for me, walking around the car to sit down on the other side. "Ouch," he let out a painful grunt as he sat down. "Are you alright?" I checked on him as I buckled in my seat belt. "Yeah, my back is kind of fucked," he grinned to himself as he started the car.
