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her the senior f1 journalist that he keeps avoiding
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"Just a sweet and nice guy who loves ice cream and running."
"You'll regret saying he's just a nice and...
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(Translation: caption-just because you know how to get me emilian)
@biancs:uh oh, you've fall already
➥@olls:this is the sign everybody
➥@tutur:just admit it you coward
@pastry:i said watch the race, not the racer
After the race, the drivers had wanted to celebrate, this led the group to the bar that they usually go to when they are in Qatar.
Daniel and Clara were waiting for their drinks at the bar when they noticed their friends walk in. There walking towards the group was Max and Angel. Their jaw drops as they arrived together, Max's arm around her waist as she greeted Kiara and Pierre.
They shared a look before nodding at each other and walking towards the group. "There you two are!" Daniel said catching the attention of the new arrivals. Max smiled and chuckled, "Yeah, sorry we're late." he said.
Clara greeted Angel and was pulled into a conversation with Kiara. Daniel pulled on Max's arm, "You wanna share why you two arrived together?" he asked.
Max frowned a bit but shook his head, "We escaped our father's together." he simply answered. Daniel sighed, "Do you think that's a good idea?" he asked.
The Dutch driver shook his head, "No. But I really don't want to think about it now." he said. The older driver snickered, "Whatever you say. But how did you let Angel leave the hotel with a red dress?" he asked curiously.
The younger driver sighed, "You try to change her mind." he said. Charles, who just arrived, laughed, "Believe me, Arthur has asked my help multiple times but Angel is stubborn in many ways." he said.
"I heard that." Angel said as the girls finally joined the huddle and the conversation. Max laughed and wrapped an arm around her waist again. "Still supporting Ferrari Angel. Arthur and Ollie would adore it." Charles said.
Angel smirked, "I love red." she said as she sent Max a look. He rolled her eyes and pulled her closer, "You look gorgeous in red but you are not supporting Ferrari." he said.
She raised an eyebrow at him, "And why not?" she asked. He smirked, "Because you look better in Redbull." he said cockily.
Suddenly they heard fake gagging, turning they saw Oscar and Logan there. Angel laughed and shook her head. "Please don't flirt with Ate in front of us." Logan said.
