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chapter eleven. willa standard time.
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Levi glances at his watch and then at Augustine. "She's supposed to be here now."
"Actually," Easton quips. "We're all early. You told her to be here at noon. Its only ten in the morning."
"Because she runs on Willa Standard time." Levi retorted.
Augustine rolls her eyes, "give her a few minutes, okay? The race is almost over."
Kieran looks up. "Race...?"
"Yeah." Augustine says. "Its the Singaporean Grand Prix."
Levi's eyes flit to Augustine. "You keep up with the races...?"
Augustine glances up from her phone, pocketing it. "Uh yep." she replies. "Why?"
"Nothing. Just wondering why."
"Max." Augustine replies and shrugs. "I still support my ex boyfriend."
"But you support Renault."
"I can support two teams." Augustine snaps back. "I quite enjoy a lot of the teams."
Augustine glances at the clock and then at her phone. A Ferrari 1-2. Sebastian Vettel in 1st and Charles Leclerc in 2nd. Augustine's gaze returns to the others. "Willa will be here soon. The race just ended."
Augustine doesn't acknowledge Max's podium — she's long since let that go, sort of.
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At exactly 11:25 Willa strolls in with the biggest grin and Levi scoffs. "Gooood Morning!" Willa sings and glanced at the rest of the group.
"You're happy." Kieran points out.
"The sun is shining, the birds are singing, of course I'm happy." Willa replies and takes a sip from the coffee cup in her hand. "Now, obviously, we have to talk about the tour. And to that I say, fuck it we ball."
