[FANFICTION]
❛❛ I've had this feeling for
a while now❜❜
In her debut Formula 1 season with childhood friend Lando Norris, Blake Voss is thrust into a whirlwind of emotions, balancing the exhilarating demands of racing with the complexities of love...
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▅▅▅▅▅▅ 009. ◢◤◢◤◢
Soon, Blake and Lando made their way back to the hotel, the day's events still fresh in their minds. The walk was quiet, each of them lost in their thoughts. Just as they were about to enter the hotel lobby, a familiar voice called out to them.
"Hey!" Daniel Ricciardo's grin was unmistakable as he approached, a mischievous glint in his eye. The pairs heads snapped towards the familiar voice of Daniel "A bunch of us are gonna go clubbing tonight. You in?"
Blake had seen the drivers on the grid, but wasn't too close with many of them yet aside from lando since it was her first year, so she wasn't going to lie but she was quite nervous to be with all of them knowing they had shared a bond already making her feel a little out of place.
Nevertheless Blake exchanged a glance with Lando, who shrugged and smiled. "Why not? You in?," Lando asks, nudging Blake with his elbow.
"Sure," Blake agreed.
They joined Daniel and a few other drivers in the lobby and soon found themselves at one of the country's most popular clubs. The music was loud, the lights were dazzling, and the atmosphere was electric. As they entered, Blake felt a slight sense of anxiety but pushed it aside, determined to enjoy the night and possibly get to know the people she'd be on the grid with more.
At the club, Blake found herself in a comfortable conversation with Daniel, who was in his usual high spirits. "So, Blake," Daniel said, his eyes twinkling with mischief, as he leaned forward, "what's the most embarrassing thing Lando's ever done?"
Blake smirked, glancing at Lando, who was chatting with Max Verstappen. "Oh, where do I even start?" She laughs "Well, there was that time he tried to impress a girl at a party by doing a backflip into the pool and missed completely, landing flat on his back. This was like when we were 16, 17?" Blake chuckled as she remembered the night. Cringing a little realizing how painful that probably was.
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