F O U R - LANDO NORRIS

Three.

                          August 19th 2022
                               📍Surrey
"I brought us coffee" I singsong at driver sat in front of me with a bright smile witch he kindly mirrors reaching over the small table to take it from me.
"There's nobody better than you Camille" he tells me after taking a sip from his iced coffee
"Tell driver number 2 that" i murmur taking a seat
"He will be here today, I can assure you that."
He tells me with a tight lipped smile.
"Oh yeah? How do you know that Dan? You've said that the past 11 days, he's lucky it's coming to the end of the break or we would both be fucked" I tell him while dragging my hands through my hair moving it out of my face in annoyance after placing my coffee on the table and taking a seat.
"Because we're going to get him" he pats his thighs before standing up with his iced coffee in hand "chop chop" he sings as he walks out of his drivers room and into the garage, I walk flustered behind him.

I've officially worked at mcclaren for almost two weeks now. Those two weeks have mainly been me finding my way around the larger than I would of liked McLaren Technology Center and getting to know my new colleague's and peer's; Daniel Ricciardo being one of the first friendly faces I've encountered.
I met him on my first day of the past 13 being greeted with a big smile and a larger than life attitude.
I soon found out what type of person Daniel was when I went in for a professional handshake and he turned it into a friendly hug and a whispered "you're going to fit in just perfect here" in my ear.
Needless to say, despite getting lost down the long clinical-esque hallways and rows and rows of monumental historical cars I felt a sense of safety and belonging here.
I knew I was in a sort out for position that thousands wanted all over the world and would have to prove myself every day with my work so needless to say my second driver not showing up to media briefings, PR filming and even just simple sim trainings for a prolonged period during my time here wasn't the best start to my new future.

"You think he's not showing up because of me?" I ask turning my body to face the Aussie say in the drivers seat besides me.
"Nah he's...he's just a cunt" He laughs looking at me for a brief second before turning the engine on in his on brand McLaren.
"Belt" I tell him before he pulls out of the car park and into the homely streets of Surrey.

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Authors note

So I think we can all see where this is going.
Ngl I'm so shit at starting books but once it gets into it it will be better I promise u all!