now that me n christian are tight he took me over for a frolick around the paddock. we walked into all the different garages and christian go assaulted every single time, guess those hoes don't fuck with him.
we pulled up to the mclaren garage and i poked my head inside.
'excuuuuuuuuse me' i hear this fat american fuck behind me say.
'figured out who ate all the bloody pies then didn't i' i said while looking at the size of him.
'are you the new driver?' he says, completely ignoring my fat shaming towards him.
'ya why' i say confused
he ushers me, assuming to introduce me to the drivers for mclaren. i step inside and make eye contact with this fellow, and he opens his mouth.
'hey mate i'm oscar how are ya' he says sticking out his hand.
holy fuck finally another australian. i have not made contact with another australian this entire book and it's driving me MAD.
'holy fuck thank you dear god. i could suck you off right now i'm so happy' i say,beginning to cry
'oh no that's not..' he says alarmed while taking a few steps back.
i break eye contact with him, i wasn't being fr hes such a vibe killer.
i look around the garage and spot another driver, he's literally pinning someone up against a wall and heavily kissing them, too much pda for me thanks and i js offered to suck oscar off.
he pulls away from the kiss and slowly walks towards me, the girl in tow.
'hey i'm lando this is my girlfriend peta' he says while offering a hand shake. i don't shake it. i don't know where that hand has been..
'mhm ok' i say while taking a step back.
'mercedes next!' i hear christian say from
behind me, his voice shaking.
i turn around to look at him, dear lord zak has had a go. christian's got two black eyes and four of his teeth are knocked out, zak taping his knuckles ready for round two behind him.
i quickly grab christian and drag him out before he gets abused again.
we make our way to the merc garage and walk in, there i see some big ass bug looking mf standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. i walk up to him and as he sees me he starts withering on the floor like he's allergic to human interaction. 'blimey.... bollocks.... gee whilikers....' i hear his muffled whispers.
i kick him to see if he would snap out of it and he just starts screaming in agonising pain as if i've just seared my autograph into his body with a hot poker. bit strange!
i try to find the other driver and i spot him in the corner, getting rizzy with an engineer. i walk over to introduce myself. i start speaking and he looks up at me annoyed.
'blud i was getting rizzy can u stfu' he says.
obviously not to keen on my yapping.
the engineer looks a bit annoyed aswell, 'uhm, i should go, good luck lewis' she whispers
'bye alia, talk later' lewis says, firing a wink in her direction. she giggles and clicks her heels as she trots off.
i excuse myself, beginning to feel an incy wincy but embarrassed now. leaving the merc garage i meet christian outside, 'what is blud doing' i say watching him peak in and out of there, obviously waiting for me to leave
'i'm a wanted refuge in there, there gonna kill me if i step foot near them' he says, all timid and shit.
'so..... when am i driving?' i ask
'fp1 is in 30 minutes. Let's get you suited up!' he exclaims, all jolly and whatnot.
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