XXXV. Scarred Arthur
LAS VEGAS: November 2023
TWITTER:
(Translation: caption-PUTO! THEY DID PUTO!; picture-oh see, so disgusting)
@OscarPiastri: does he know that this is main?
➥@OllieBearman: I don't think he cares
➥@racerbia: I don't think I want to know...
@Carlossainz55: the rice delicacy right?
➥@arthur_leclerc7: no no no no no
@Charles_Leclerc: do you want me to pick you up?
➥@arthur_leclerc7: yes
@LIVing: umm do you need lettie?
➥@arthur_leclerc7: is she free?
➥@liviee: yes.
@angelmendoza: get up, you're on the floor
➥@arthur_leclerc7: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH STAY AWAY
Arthur was bopping to the song that was playing in his headphones. He finally reached the penthouse that Max and Angel were staying.
Using the extra key she gave him, he walked in and not thinking as he danced through the halls. He was in the zone, not really hearing or realizing what was happening. So when he opened the bedroom door to wake up Angel like he had planned with her a week prior, he did not prepare himself of the sight.
He froze and nothing processed in his head except, "AH!" he yelled and covered his eyes with his hands. His headphones falling off his head.
"Arthur!" Angel yelled as Max was pushed off the bed. The younger Leclerc ran away, out the bedroom, pass the burnt cookies, and out the penthouse.
Max sat up and laughed, he leaned his chin on his arms that were now propped on the bed. He smirked at Angel who grabbed her phone. "Well he's traumatized."
"Yeah no shit."
FP1 and FP2: When Max arrived at the Redbull garage, the team cheered for him making him laugh. Clearly the news of the young Leclerc walking in on them was something almost everyone knew seeing as he tweeted.
Daniel walked up to him laughing, "I thought you and Angel were babysitting Eli?" he asked jokingly. Max laughed, "We were but he was picked up earlier." he said.
As they were talking, Angel was visited by an old friend. Nathalie was gushing over her and Max while Charles arrived with a traumatized Arthur.
Angel saw him and chuckled, "Why were you even there idiot?" she asked. Arthur scoffed, "You asked me to wake you two up!" he said.
"Oh yeah." she muttered before turning back to Thalie. "You okay Thals?" she asked as the Leclercs turned to talk to each other.
Thalie smiled and glanced at Charles, "Yeah. My headaches comes from Pierre and Kiara now, not with Cha." she said.
The girls laughed, them gossiping about their friends, Pierre and Kiara from Alpine.
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