REFLECTIONS // NICO ROSBERG

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"Loser says what."

"What?"

"Gotcha."

Eszter Tóth smiled with a mischievous look within her crystal blue eyes, her dark brown hair tied up in to a high yet very messy ponytail.

Her skin shining in the natural light, though that was because she had just finished a run and was on her way to grab a shower until she decided to annoy her team mate who had just left their teams hospitality.

"Did you run a marathon? I've never seen you so sweaty."

Lance Stroll laughed as he turned his body around to face his team mate, seeing the Hungarian girl rolling her eyes at him and lightly pushed his shoulder with her hand.

"I did a track run and Simon forgot to time how long I was so I had to do it again." Eszter spoke as the Canadian that was her team mate, handed her a bottle of water.

Simon was her trainer and whilst he was good at his job and helping her stay at the top of her physical game, he was unfortunately a very forgetful guy.

He would forget to time her if they did workouts, forget to time her track runs and would occasionally forget their workout sessions altogether.

But when he did remember, she would end up suffering for days due to how intense he made her work, it was all part of staying at the top though, so she didn't mind.

"Well, I'm not needed anywhere for an hour so come on, sit down and take a breath, it looks like you need it." Lance nodded his head towards his driver trailer, with the pair of drivers walking in to it so that they could sit down and relax.

It was always something that they did, spend an hour or so together in one of their trailers, either to catch their breath, or to escape somebody or sometimes just to gossip with one another about all sorts of things.

Eszter had very little girl friends, she was friends with the girlfriends of some of the other drivers, like Alex's girlfriend Lily, so she hung around with her fellow drivers most of the time.

Her go to was Lewis, but she also knew that Lance always had her back and would always be up for spending time with her.

"Have you heard about Gunther? The season hasn't even started and there's already silly season happening." Lance smiled as he watched his friend gulp down the water from the bottle that he had given her.

"I can't believe that he won't be at Haas anymore, it's like the end of an era." Eszter spoke, remembering how Gunther Steiner had always been the team principal at Haas for as long as she had been in Formula One.

"Maybe Haas will be able to battle for higher positions now, who knows." Lance chuckled, the two team mates lightly fist bumping each other.

"It'll be more boring without him though, he brought the drama."

The pair of Aston Martin Formula One drivers laughed, their heads leaning backwards as wrinkles forming around their eyes from their bright smiles.

"You bring the drama on the grid though, I swear you make people lose their minds! One minute you're doing great and battling for a podium and then the next, you're at the back of the grid with your car being held together by the power of will."

Eszter laughed as she nodded her head, knowing that what he was saying was true. It was just the good and the bad that happened. Sometimes her races were great, other times her races were absolutely shit.

Sometimes her races started great and then ended shit.

"It's why you love me so much." Eszter punched the arm of the Stroll boy, hearing his laughter ring in her ears.