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9: 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧? 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧.

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This was a fun chapter to write

Prolly because I changed my writing style🙂‍↕️

First periodic exams are coming up— cooked this up as soon as I could! A pretty short chapter with words of 4.142k. Hope you enjoy!

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Days passed by without much a of a struggle, Arlecchino thought so. Sure, the night at Furina's party turned out to be..... More interesting than she thought it would be but it's not something that she would grit her teeth at the mere recollection of it.

It's Thursday morning at the hotel the Red Bull crew booked in. And currently, she's having breakfast at the restaurant that is located inside the hotel. Alrecchino never understood the appeal of having meals delivered to her room, and she won't try soon either.

Quietly munching on the plate that consists of a simple bacon and eggs with a hot mug of coffee on the side, Arlecchino thinks back to the events that had happened to her so far.

Oddities, they were. And the new driver is mostly present in all of them. From that woman meeting and temporarily looking over her child, the soft spoken boy Freminet, then passing out next to her at the airport lobby, next she had the nerve to question her mission to seek romance with Furina out of nowhere, and asking her if she wants help in said mission.

"What is she, Cupid?" Arlecchino jeered, taking a particularly hard bite on the last piece of overly oily bacon on her plate. Her nose scrunching a bit when the taste rubbed against her tongue. So much for a 5-star hotel.

'Am I that hopeless that I need someone else's help?'

...

No! Arlecchino will not admit to that! No no no, this pining might've went on for years but she will never degrade herself to such a state.

Absolutely, throughly, utterly, wholly not.

Not to say that she is jealous of __ being Furina's teammate, not like she felt a small bit of irritation when articles popped out about the guy Thoma Aiden getting replaced just a day before the season even started and seeing, a undeniably attractive woman, seated on the former dormant "teammate" spot that she had been waiting to get a offer.

__ Vargaz.

It was easy to get jealous.

Then again, Arlecchino knows she has no rights to be so from the very beginning.

The fork on her hand noticeably bends forward ever so slightly but she ignores it.

'It's 7 in the morning, I'm all salty again.'

'Why do negative, dirty and ugly thoughts keep running through my head?'

'I need to daze out of it. It shouldn't overwhelm me.'

'It must be because of stress lately.' Arlecchino thought as she took a bite from her meal. Though her appetite did shrink a bit from all that stuff, she's not going to waste the food.

With the plate now clean, she looks at the man across her who has been there for the past 5 minutes. She had nearly forgotten about him.

Capitano Eiríkr quietly eats on a piece of croissant, defiant eyes looking back to Arlecchino's stare.

"What." He spoke.

Used to the slight grouchy manner of speaking from her teammate, Arlecchino decides to ask a question. "What do you think of the driver from Ferrari?"