Unchained Melody (Daniel Ricciardo)

Confession

The bar is a lot more crowded than when the group of drivers with the girls just came in, but luckily they have their table and they are not leaving that table.

They are halfway down the shots and most are starting to feel a pleasant buzz from the alcohol.
Michael decides to be smart and orders a pitcher of water with some glasses so they can stay hydrated in between. He knows if they don't, they will all have a hangover from hell in the morning.

They probably still won't feel too good, but at least he can try to prevent it a little bit.
It clear that Lando is already a lot more tipsy, or drunk than the rest of the group. Although Tina is also on her way there.

Michael grins, bunch of lightweights.
Seb and Melissa are getting more and more clingy and showing plenty of PDA. Just like now, Melissa is on Sebs lap, kissing his neck while Sebs hand is firmly on her ass.

"Guys get a room!" Lando shouts before breaking out in a silly giggle.
"We already have a room, we will be going there later don't worry. Be glad you're not next to us, you wouldn't be getting any sleep if you were."

Tina looks up, her eyes filled with despair.
"Guys! I'm in the room next to you! Please don't do this to me!" She pleads as the majority of the people around the table burst into laughter.
"No seriously I don't really want to hear them going at it all night long." Tina complains.

"Use earplugs. They should help with that." Michael suggests.
"I hate earplugs. Guys really, can't you just wait one more night?" Tina pouts.
"Sorry, I don't think I can stop myself once I have this woman all to myself." Seb says with a massive grin.

"You can stay at my place. I'll sleep on the couch." Lando says.
The bar may be dark, but everybody can see Tina's face turn crimson red.
"Eh...I..." Tina stutters, completely taken aback by Lando's suggestion.
"Yeah that's the perfect solution!" Seb shouts.
"We won't have to keep the noise down then." He gives Melissa a dirty grin.

Ayla decides to not mention that she is sleeping on their other side, so she will still be able to hear them fuck all night.
She will just listen to her music, it's not like she will be able to sleep tonight anyways. Not after hearing the news about Axel, or no, David's death.

She just doesn't know how to feel about it. That's why she hasn't mentioned it to the group yet.
Melissa has been glancing her way a few times and Ayla knows Melissa feels like she should tell the guys, but she can't. Not yet. It's too fresh and too much to process right now.

She glances over to Daniel, he has been unusually quiet tonight. He is present, but not really participating in their conversations. Not that she has been talking much. Her brain just can't focus on the conversations around her, but because the others are so chatty, it's not that obvious that she isn't really joining in.

She thinks about taking the seat next to Daniel that just became vacant because Michael went to the restrooms, but just as she wants to get up she hears her name being called.

"Ayla Walters, you're up." She hears and she can feel a nervous flutter in her stomach.
The last time she sang for public was in the hotel in Bahrein behind the piano. Now it's in a crowded bar and she feels very exposed and vulnerable.

She can feel her hands shake as she gets up to make her way to the stage. Her friends are all cheering her on as she goes. She looks back and sees Daniel finally smile a real smile.
He looks proud and just his smile encourages her to keep walking to the front of the bar.

She had seen that there's a piano on stage and she hopes she could just use that instead of doing karaoke with a tape.
She has always felt more at ease behind a piano, it gives her something to focus on instead of standing there in the center of a stage with nothing but a microphone.