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Ferrari were very generous once Toto confirmed and accepted the invitation for a collaboration. Lewis' idea of spending the day with me, his self-proclaimed sister, sparked a sudden decision of their team sending one of their cars for us to use while we film. Our collaboration was not entirely thought out, but for Lewis it was. He told the team that we would be driving around, going to convenience stores, malls, and stuff, and Ferrari thought it would be good to promote their car while we drive around, especially since they wouldn't be coming with us.
"I'm going to show up in front of your hotel, hurry up," I said once Lewis Hamilton answered my call. I heard a soft grunt, a sigh, and then Roscoe's bark from the background, "Good morning, Roscoe," I added as I chuckle.
"Good morning," the man on the other side of the line replied, "I'm coming down, best to hurry up, I'm sure you're still on the lobby or something," and I can already see him rolling his eyes even though we are not in front of each other. He wasn't wrong, though. I am currently wearing a white top, barely covering anything from me, black shorts, and I threw a hoodie around my shoulders. When I look down, I can see my feet adorned with Nike both by shoes and socks.
It was Toto's idea to have me behind the wheel, therefore, Ferrari sent me the car when their meeting ended. For me, it was an advantage. I get to drive around to my own accord and Lewis cannot do anything about it.
I throw my small bag inside, which contains my camera, two spare batteries that are fully charged, and lip gloss to keep my lips moisturized, "I'm bringing my camera, too, by the way," I announced to Lewis.
"Yeah, it's fine. Ferrari also made me bring one," referring to the equipment they lent him the day before this certain content filming, "I heard, I think it was Fred and Toto's idea."
"Shocker, Fred and Toto got along well with this one," I heard Lewis chuckled which made me laugh, too, "Truthfully, me too. I think it's because of us, though."
Sliding in, I connect my phone to the speaker of the car and close the door. Pulling out the key and thrusting it in, I revved the engine, "Drive safely," was what the new Ferrari driver said when he realized I started the car.
"Thanks, I'll be there in no time," and I click the screen that causes a beep, not waiting for him to reply. My phone, being always open to any music app, automatically continued the paused song I was listening before I called Lewis. Ferrari's accommodation and Mercedes' is actually just five-to-ten-minute drive, but since I'm using a fast car, I doubt it would take me that long to arrive at my destination.
"Now my life was sweet like cinnamon," I screamed on the top of my lungs as I pulled up to where Lewis was standing and obviously waiting for me. Looking down quickly, I navigate my finger to one of the buttons that lets the car unlock itself. A click is all what Lewis takes to open the car and look at me with an insane eye, "What are you doing?"
