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Oscar has never quite enjoyed going on walks, he's much more willing to go on a run, something fast paced, beinga formula 1 driver and all. He's all about speed and walking is, no other way to say it, but it's slow.
A whole day of just walking would never be on his to do list, but just like with everything else nowadays, he'll make an exception just for Isabella.
As it turns out, Isabella, a very true European, loves leisure walks, labels them as "hot girl walks" and enjoys them like he enjoys watching cricket.
Which means she's very passionate about it, and Oscar is, at it seems, very passionate about Isabella.
Nonetheless, walking around madrid, as entertaining as it is to be looking at the endless architecture with a very pretty girl, who he's more than willing to listen to ramble about spanish cuisine in a spanish accent, he's probably way over fifty thousand steps by now, and even as an athlete, that is far too much and his legs will fall off.
He doesn't understand how Isabella can be so energised after all that walking, and considering that she is quite a lot shorter than him, she should be far more exhausted than himself.
He maintains his composure though, (he does not, he's very obviously panting like his step sibling leo) and treks along behind Isabella dutifully, carrying a bag of the stuff she had bought spontaneously.
