My Fire -Charles Leclerc

Chapter 11- No good answer

Playlist
Good days- sza
Sparks- Coldplay

Enjoy!!!
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December 17th 2022- Monaco

I wake up to my phone going off, I roll to the side all look at the clock

7:03 am

Joy, at least I can get some work finished before my run today.

I get up an immediately sit back down because the headache hit me a little to hard

I took a minute before standing back up again,and walking out of my room to the kitchen to start making myself coffee.

I then walk back to my bedroom to grab my bag from work to find my laptop charger so I could start working

My coffee machine beeps, I grab a mug and pour the coffee then bring it over to my coffee table and place my laptop there along with my notebook and my folder and a few pens and pencils

Before starting my work I look down to see my light blue dress still on my body

Yikes

I groan before walking back into my room and changing into pajama pants that have snowflakes on them and a Chelsea shirt Christian gave me.

Then I go into my bathroom to take off my make up and wash my face. I finish up with brushing my teeth and putting my hair in a claw clip. On my way out I grab my glasses case.

Finally I sit down on the floor and slide my glasses onto my face and begin working

About an hour later the state of my living room is completely different, before it was clean and organized now all my paperwork is everywhere and it just looks like a wreck.

I stand up to put away my mug and grab some water and on my way back to the floor there is a knock at the door I sigh and turn around going back to open the door

When I open it Charles is standing in the hallway with my purse in one and and two coffees in the other

"Can I come in?" He asks as I groan

"How did you even find me" I ask not letting him in just yet

"Your ID, your address is on here and the person at the desk told me you apartment number" he explains

"Whatever, you can come in but only because you brought coffee" I say as he smiles as I move back and he walks in

"Working on the weekend?" He asks

"Yeah, I have to help draft a new marketing strategy for meta and ALFAs new partnership. And sponsoring a formula one team doesn't cone easy to me either" I say grabbing the coffee from off the counter

"So obviously I had to give back your purse, but I also just had to let you know of something that happened last night or I guess this morning " he begins
He pauses for a second seemingly searching for the correct way to say what ever he was thinking
"Just say it" i say quietly

"There was a picture of me helping you out of the club last night, and it's the newest trending thing in like the f1 world. So I just wanted to double check with you that all your social media was private?" He asked

"Of course this happened, but yeah my social media is all private." I sigh

"Okay, that's good. And it will save you from any possible hate you may have been exposed to" he says quietly

"Well is that it?" I ask and he nods

"Alright, I'll see you in January enjoy your holiday" he softly says and heads back to the door