STYLE; lando norris

14 | walls between us

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The next day, Blake woke up her eyes puffy and red. She hadn't felt the best after her interaction with Lando the other night. She had regretted ever ignoring him in the first place. She shouldn't have dragged him into her problems.

She knew she should've approached her own problems maturely rather than ignore the cause of her problems, but it was too late.

Blake checked her phone realizing it was time for her to fly back to her flat in Monaco. She wouldn't have another race until 2 weeks later. Half of her was grateful knowing she wouldn't see lando but the other half hated that she wouldn't see lando.

Blake started packing her things until she realized her and Lando planned to fly to Monaco together. She didn't want to burden the boy, so she decided to message him saying she wouldn't fly with him.

Lando seenzoned the girl not knowing what to reply with. The only problem was Blake didn't know how she'd get to Monaco. She rang Arthur asking when they'd leave for Monaco, or if they even were going to Monaco.

Arthur replied instantly saying his and Charles flight was today. Blake asked if she could hitch a plane ride with them, giving the excuse that Lando left already.

Arthur replied saying it wasn't a problem. Their flight would be at 6PM and it was already 3PM, however it was on a private plane so the schedule was flexible.

Nevertheless, the girl hurried her packing and hours later she was in Monaco. She thanked Charles and Arthur about a thousand times, both of them saying it was no problem at all.

Lando and Blake had a shared flat in Monaco, luckily, Blake had another flat. The flat she had before living with Lando. She hadn't had the time to end her contract for the flat yet, so she was saved by her procrastination.