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Lando walks back to the McLaren hospitality as the meeting nears. He walks past the tables where people are eating and continues to the meeting room. On his way, his name is called by his father. Lando stops walking and turns around. Adam walks over to him.

"We need to talk more." Adam says. "We don't. I want to focus on the racing, not on this." "Your mad at me and your mother for no reason." "For no reason? Did you hear yourself talk an hour ago?" "I came here to talk things out." "You only made it worse. I told Mark to tell you that you both were not invited for this weekend. Didn't he tell you?" "He did, but I came without him knowing. No one can stop me from seeing you." "No? Is that so? No one can stop you, but an situation that isn't true can? You should have ask for my story, but a phone call was too much to ask and you decided to be mad at me." "That is not fair."

"You know what's not fair? The way I got treated last weekend. I didn't do anything and meanwhile I had to take the piss. People didn't talk to me, didn't even ask my story, people were horrible to me. Saying stuff, throwing stuff, hitting me while I'm on my way to the Mclaren hospitality and on top of the ice cake someone assaulted me. That's not fair!" Lando said angrily.

Adam stays silent and Lando looks at him. "And now everyone is saying how I need to talk to that woman because I'm not okay. Can I be not okay for once? I always do as if everything is okay, I want everything to be okay. But can I be sad please? Can I go through everything in my own time and not to hurry like I feel now? If I feel like this for a long time I will talk to her, but right now I'm just sad, scared and anxious about what happened. I'm not feeling safe walking here. I have a security guard following me everywhere I go. I'm glad I could walk on my own for a moment a few minutes back. Everyone is scared that I will do something to myself, but I won't do that. I'm here to enjoy driving in my race car and not to be reminded constantly about last weekend." Lando says and he takes a deep breath after it.

"We want to be with you to enjoy it. I know we hurt you and in our last conversation I said some things I didn't need to say. I was mad for no reason and I'm only realizing that now. I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, but I don't want you or mom to be with me this weekend." "You can't do that, we're family. What about everyone in the family?" "Grandma, aunt and uncle and everyone else are coming on Saturday and only Saturday. Mark explained everything to them and they understand. I don't want anyone around me on Sunday." "Then we can come on Saturday too, right? Then we'll all be together." Adam says and Lando looks at him.

He knows how much it means to his parents to be here with their family. He can't take that away from them either. Even though he's mad at them.

"Only Saturday. You won't be with me in the garage, I don't want you there. You and mom will be with the family." Lando says and Adam nods softly. "Okay, I understand."

"I'll tell Mark, but I need to be at the meeting now. You'll get the tickets." Lando says. "Thank you and I'm sorry Lan." Adam says and Lando bits his lip and nods. "I need to go." Lando says before walking away.

Lando walks to the meeting room and sits down. He looks at the computer and sets up some things as more and more people come in.

Oscar sits down next to him and Lando looks at him and smiles weakly. "Hey, are you okay?" Oscar asks and Lando nods softly. "I will be. My head is just so full or something..." Lando mumbles. "A lot has happened, it's not that strange." Oscar says and Lando nods. "I'm just tired. I can't find any peace in my body." "I understand, that must be so frustrating." Oscar says and Lando nods his head. Oscar puts an arm around him and Lando smiles weakly and rests his head on Oscar's shoulder for a moment.

"Things about Saturday is online." "I saw it. That Dumbass needed to help instead of watching." Oscar says and Lando looks at him. "Some people." he says. "Tell me about it." Oscar signs and shakes his head.

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