More - Loscar

1. A Sky Full of Stars

Post-Belgian GP 2023

Oscar's POV

Finally, summer break.

We've just done the Belgian Grand Prix and boy was it a shit race. I was so excited, then bam, my race is over in seconds.

Still I've been dragged to a club to celebrate the start of the much needed summer break. I'm not particularly fond of clubs, but having a couple drinks didn't sound bad and Lando did exactly make it seem like I had a choice either.

I'm seated at the bar with my fourth or fifth drink in my hand, not seeing anyone that I feel the need to talk to. It's fine, I'll just sit with my thoughts about the crash. It wasn't even my fault, which honestly makes it worse. That blind idiot Carlos was the reason my race ended early. 

Know what? Who even cares. I'm in a club right now where I could be having fun and truly celebrating the start of summer break. Maybe I'll go dance! Wait actually I'm not dancing alone. Who do I even know here? I mean obviously there's Lando but he's attached at the hip with Carlos, who I'm currently not very fond of. Maybe I just have to look a little harder.

Wait is that Logan?

Damn, he looks even more bored than I am which is really saying something. He's sat in a corner alone with a drink in his hand. I start to remember some of the fun times we had together in our junior careers. We still sometimes talk, but it's not the same as it was.

Maybe I should go talk to him. What if he's not looking to talk though. I guess I can still try. Reminiscing about old times with Logan has given me some confidence. I think I'll just go talk to him and see what he wants to do.

Alright here goes

I walk up to him and wait for him to notice but he looks very deep in thought. Maybe this was a bad idea. I start to realize I'm staring at him, I should say something.

Logan's POV

How do people find clubs fun?

I'm sitting in a corner at a club I don't want to be at while I feel so bored I'm contemplating sleeping right here. Well even if I wanted to, It's too loud to even hear my own thoughts, much less have a conversation or do anything remotely interesting. Since I can't sleep, and can't interact with anyone without permanently losing my voice, I guess the only thing left to do is drink. So that's what I've been doing. This is my seventh drink, I think. I've slightly lost count but it's okay. Wait is there someone in front of me?

"Hey Logan" 

I quickly looked up and saw Oscar. My good friend. Well I think we're good friends. We haven't talked much this season. I was really excited to be racing with him again. But then again, I'm not really racing him anymore. Our cars used to be on a similar level but Mclaren's upgrades really seem to have been working. He has what we always dreamed of but I'm stuck at the bottom. It's like a carrot being dangled in front of me. I can see all these teams that will have empty spots in the future, and they all have better cars. Oscar managed to make it to one of those better teams and it sucks knowing that could have been me.

Whatever, that doesn't matter right now. I can just hang out with him and maybe even have an excuse to get out of here. Alex would probably be concerned if I just left seemingly without reason. It's hard to hear what he's saying but I can sort of figure it out, at least enough to respond.

"Hey Oscar, what's up?"

"Well I'm very very bored and don't know many people here, but then I saw you and thought I'd come over and say hi." He said a little shyly, almost like he was debating whether talking to me was the right move.