The 21 year old Nisha Wixx is a girl that lives in an hotel in Paris with her dad. He is the main cook there. When she met a boy in the hotel after a little accident she had, her life is going to change completely.
But the boy needed to leave Paris...
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'Fuck this game!!' Carlos yelled.
'I'm just too good at it.' Max said proudly.
'Carlos now it's my turn. I'll destroy Max.' Lando said.
It was now Saturday. Lando and Nisha decided last minute that they won't spend the weekend together in England, but in Monaco at Max's house. He invited some of guys over from the grid: Carlos, Charles, Daniel, Pierre and Mick.
They were playing Fifa on the playstation right now, besides Nisha and Mick, they were cooking dinner for the rest of the boys.
'How've you been Nish?' Mick asked.
'Well, stressed out because Louis Vuitton. It's a lot at the moment. A lot going on. A lot of work. But hanging out with you guys gives me more peace, I can finally relax. How have you been?' Nisha asked Mick.
They became good friends over Instagram. They haven't spoken much when Nisha was in the paddock, but they started following each other on Insta and they messaged on there a lot, so they became a lot closer to each other.
'Well, I'm glad you're enjoying spending time with us.' He gave her a warm smile while he stirred the pasta in the pan.
'Formula one... yeah I don't know. It's just the start of the season of course. Finished 11th in Bahrain, just outside the points... and I dnf'd last race sadly.' Mick said.
'Quieter please!!!!' Nisha yelled towards the boys in the living room. She loved that they had fun, but she really needed to focus to hear what Mick was saying from all of the noice they made.
'Sorry.' She laughed. 'Well, don't be too negative. You have the talent, I can see that, everyone can! So don't worry, maybe it's just a bad start of the season. And that's totally fine! I will be by your side and i'm a 100 percent sure the rest of the grid is as well.' Nisha said and gave Mick a comforting hug.
'Thank you Nish.'
'That's why i'm here.' She smiled and did the last things through the pasta.
That's her specialty, pasta carbonara. Nisha loved it since she was a little girl. When she was old enough to cook by herself, she got the family recipe from her grandma.
'C'mon! Dinner is ready!' Nisha said, taking six plates to the living room.
'How the- How do you do that?' Mick laughed when he grabbed the last two plates.
