CHAMPION ; arlecchino

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Lap 05:

Wriothesley has a
younger sugar mommy?

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❝ Honey, honey, honey, workin' for ya like a bee,
Buzzin, buzzin, buzzin, baby, 100 degrees ❞

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[!] light swearing,
- some neutral content after the angst :)
- shorter chapter because iv was double its size
- (because i'm sadly off classes for psychological reasons and i will have a little more time to write two more chapters that have been planned)

The evening after the Ritou Grand Prix had ended, everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Furina slumped herself out of bed groggily when someone knocked at her room. Staggering in her baggy clothes to open the hotel door she let out a  loud sigh.

"What ?" She grumbles, swinging the door open just for Wriothesley Duke to be waiting right in front and leaning along the frame in a baggy papaya-coloured shirt. "Duke, what the heck ?"

De Fontaine rolls her eyes at him as her fingers tap an impatient rhythm on the door handle and she looks away. "What do you even want now ?"

"Don't forget what you owe me." He says, gesturing his hand with a slight smile. "Five."

The white haired driver grunts nonchalantly while she tries to walk past him and through the door but he doesn't budge.

"Alright, I'm ready. Let's do this now." The McLaren driver scowls.

Wriothesley shoots a stare of disbelief at her while he retorts, a hand on her shoulder; "Furina De Fontaine, you are most certainly not going outside like this."

"Ugh, fine." She groans in defeat. "Give me twenty minutes."

"Dress accordingly. We're going to a nice place tonight." He says, right before leaving.

Furina cusses him out before slamming the door closed. Then, she frustratedly paces around her room, and sighs.

"At least I made it to P2 thanks to him." She shrugs with a smile.

It's almost eleven in the morning when Furina walks out of the room.

She wears a shoulder padded dark blue jacket and a waistcoat underneath. The golden rims and outlines accentuate the contrast with the darkness of the blue hue that her upper clothes have. To match (rather peculiarly), Furina has an Off White branded dark-grey cargo baggy jeans with straps and side pockets, with the traditional yellow leather belt that's belted through the hoops of said-jeans. To complete the outfit, the white haired woman slipped on a pair of ankle-high white and blue sports shoes that wear the Red Bull insignia on their back and sides, which surprisingly doesn't fit her own team but she doesn't seem to mind it.