"she does not remind me of anything, everything reminds me of her."
standalone book.
lando norris x femoc!
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2023 racing season
started - April 20th
finished - July 27th
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JULIET HADN'T FELT NORMALCY FOR WHAT FELT LIKE MONTHS. It was a foreign concept to her in present times. With everything that had occurred with Ashlyn and her suffering from the burden of hurting Lando, Juliet needed normal in her life.
She needed to feel her age without the inclusion of going out at night and drinking the existence of her liver away. She just needed to feel like she was Juliet from the start of the year. A feat that felt all but impossible given that Start of the year Juliet still had Ashlyn and hadn't experienced the epic highs and lows of Lando Norris.
So, what better way to gain some normalcy than going on a cute little date with her closest friends?
She wasn't entirely sure what the plan was, she had only pitched the idea to her overexcited, dark-haired friend that morning and was rather surprised when she received a message thirty minutes later saying everything had been booked. All Lily had explained was that the remaining two girls had to meet her in front of the London Eye at twelve.
So that's where she stood now, admiring the view while she and Lily waited for their golf-loving friend to make her appearance.
Passerbyers spared no glance at the two girls, having their own agendas to stick to. Besides, they weren't interesting enough or famous enough to be recognized, unlike their counterparts. But, Juliet preferred it that way.
"What do you think she's got planned?" Lily spoke, her voice soft as she stared out across the Thames.
Juliet shrugged, "Knowing Lily, it could be absolutely anything."
The oldest out of the three had been known to be rather extravagant with her plans. Juliet's birthday party was evidence of this. Her idea of fun and relaxation could differ from therapeutic shopping or spending a day in the spa, both of which she paid for - much to Juliet's disdain.
