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Lewis In-person POV

There was a gentle tap at my hotel room door. "Come in!" I called. Gentle footsteps approached the bedroom, and in strode Nico Rosberg. "Oh, hey sweetheart." I stood up and drew Nico into a hug. "I've missed you so much, Lew." Nico whispered. I could hear the emotion in his voice as he spoke. His words came from the soul.

I planted a soft kiss on Nico's lips, burying my head into the crack of the German's neck.

He left after a couple hours, though.

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Alex: Hey guys!

George: Hey, Hun!

Lance: That's weird. I don't like it.

Esteban: Good day to you, too, Lance.

Oscar: Hi.

Lando: How unusually dry of you, Oscar. Are you okay?

Oscar: I'm okay.

Logan: Osc, when you message dryly, it's usually a cry for help. I'm omw.

Oscar: I'm fine, Logan.

Seb: Even me and Kimi know that something's up, Oscar. You need to open up about any issues you're facing. I'm here, and I will always be here. Please DM me if you're struggling.

Kimi: Same here. DMs always open.

George: Same.

Nico: Mine and Kev's DMs are open, we'll listen.

Oscar: Right, thanks, whatever, I'm fine now so just give it up.

Lando: Logan's at your driver room door btw

Oscar: Fuckkkkkkk

Logan: Now you've gotta talk ;)

Oscar In-Person POV

I opened my door, cradling my arm. "Fuck-" I hissed, opening the door. Logan tilted his head ever so slightly to look at me, then walked into the room. He took a seat. "So what's wrong?" Logan went straight to the point. "Nothing's wrong!" I snapped. "Oscar, if you don't speak up, nothing will get better!" He tried to reason with me. "Is Lewis being cunt again, or what!?" Logan asked, loudly. "I mean... Yeah, but like... no?" I winced while I watched Logan's gaze turn to my cradled arm. He looked back up at me again, a stern look on his face. "What on Earth did you do?" He asked. "I did nothing! Lewis ran into me and I fell funny on my arm." I admitted, tears daring to fall down my face.

Logan gently took my arm in his hand and pulled my sleeve up. I swallowed hard at the thought that he could question the blood-stained bandage over my arm, but he ignored it. I could barely feel him running his fingers up and down my forearm... until I winced. "Fucking- ouch-." I whined. "Okay to the medical centre you go." He was rapid to a conclusion. Yet I remained surprised at the fact he hadn't noticed how limp my arm was.

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Pato: Why am I here?

Mick: Idk. You can leave if you want.

Pato: Alrighty...

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Lando: Damn. How's Oscar?

Logan: He's okay, we're at the medical centre now.

Liam: What happened?

Lewis: I walked into him and he fell over, it was really funny ngl.

Daniel: You little cunt!

Seb: Daniel relax!

Daniel: I ain't gonna fuckin' relax, am I!? He's like my little bro!

Kimi: Bwoah you guys grew that close in a year?

Daniel: Yeahh...?

Charles: Oscar are you crying?

Oscar: Yeah, why?

Charles: Oh, I can just hear you. I'm in the room next to you. What's up?

Oscar: Lewis broke my arm.

Lando: You little shit!

Lewis: Proud to be.