{Translations will probably be inaccurate since I used Google Translate. Please don't be at my throat for it!}
Formula One Groupchat
Max: Holy shit, Charles what happened?
Charles: I literally don't know. I guess I'm just unlucky.
Lewis: Not as unlucky as me. I've now lost three world championships to Max.
Oscar: Lewis, honestly, nobody cares.
Lewis: Like nobody cares about you?
Lando: You're such a prick, Lewis.
Kimi: Oh god not again, Lewis stop being a pain in the ass to everyone.
Nyck: I've just lost my job.
Zhou: Oh? Howcome?
Nyck: Apparently I wasn't performing. I didn't deserve a place on that grid anyway.
Logan: Awh, what? You fully deserved that seat. You weren't given time to settle.
Oscar: I'd literally fight the FIA if I could.
Lando: Damn. I hope you're okay, Nyck.
Nyck: I guess I just fucked up my biggest dream.
Carlos: Please don't say that. You were great in the 10-race debut you had.
Nyck: But I wasn't.
Max: Wil je erover praten, Nyck? *
Nyck: Ja, graag. Ik heb iemand nodig om mee te praten. *
Max: Oké, DM me. *
Max and Nyck DMs
Max: Are you okay? Please tell me the truth so I can help you if you aren't.
Nyck: I'm not okay, Max. I feel like absolute shit. Was I really underperforming that bad?
Max: It wasn't your fault the car's shitty this year, Nyck. Please don't blame yourself.
Nyck: Maar wat als het mijn schuld was? *
Max In-Person POV
Honestly, I felt so bad for Nyck. Losing his seat after just 10 races must be tough, but I knew him enough to know that whenever he responded in our native language, Dutch, there was something bothering him. I let out a deep breath and swallowed hard, this must be so, so tough for little Nyck to comprehend, I knew that he loved this sport, and it was his biggest dream to compete, but I also knew that sometimes things don't work out, and that's okay. I resisted the urge to cry for him. I stared at my phone while Nyck typed. 'Max, waarom kan het je zoveel schelen? Je kent me nauwelijks. *' The message read.
Max and Nyck DMs
Nyck: I know you love me like a brother, but you shouldn't care so much. It's pointless.
Max: It's not pointless, Nyck, I want to be like the father I never had. I want to be a good guy, and it starts off with looking out for your younger teammates and half-teammates.
Nyck: Dank je wel, Max, het betekent veel. *
Max: Ik ben hier wanneer je me nodig hebt, Nyck, ook al zijn we nu zo ver van elkaar verwijderd. *
Formula One Groupchat
Charles: Is everything okay, Amore mio? *
Max: Yeah, sorry Charles, Nyck's kind of upset.
Charles: Bless him.
Yuki: Yeah, he came to me in tears and explained to me what happened.
Oscar: Ack, I feel so sorry for him. He deserves so much better.
Nyck: I'm glad you think that, Oscar. Anyways, good luck, Honeybadger. The Alphatauri's unpredictable.
Daniel: Thanks, Nyck. I'm so sorry about what happened.
{TRANSLATIONS - Possibly inaccurate, please don't be at my throat over it.}
'Wil je erover praten, Nyck?' - 'Do you want to talk about it, Nyck?'
'Ja, graag. Ik heb iemand nodig om mee te praten.' - 'Yeah, please. I need someone to talk to.'
'Oké, DM me.' - 'Okay, DM me'
'Maar wat als het mijn schuld was?' - 'But what if it was my fault?'
'Max, waarom kan het je zoveel schelen? Je kent me nauwelijks.' - 'Max, why do you care so much? You hardly know me.'
'Dank je wel, Max, het betekent veel.' - 'Thank you, Max, it means a lot.'
'Ik ben hier wanneer je me nodig hebt, Nyck, ook al zijn we nu zo ver van elkaar verwijderd.' - 'I'm here when you need me, Nyck, even though we're so far apart now.'
'Amore mio' - 'My love.'
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