We're just friends...or are we.? |[ carlando]|

'The day before..' - 6

09/01/24

~ Hello!! As I promised here is chapter six!!
This is rushed so it may not be as good!! (Not like the others were good 😓)

ANYWAYS CHARLES WON IN MONZA!! UNBELIEVABLE! (Happy birthday chili!! I was literally manifesting for a 1-2 but happy he got p4, still very good points :] )

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09/06/24

Yes I forgot to post this so might as well fix it while I can.

I'm also running out of motivation, but I try just for you guys!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼

New schedule for new chapters: Mondays & Thursdays!! (Hopefully)

enjoy!!

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Both the Ferrari and McLaren driver stayed in the cool down room for a bit longer, chatting, and sharing a few laughs. Feels like it was 2019 and 2020 again, just them not giving a damn about life and just enjoying every single second of it.

They eventually had to leave to go do press conferences and the pen interviews which were really boring to do, especially since they're both mentally and physically tired from the race.

After all that both the drivers found themselves in their separate garages, taking a picture with their trophies with the big P2 / P3 sign they always have. They got sprayed with champagne once more and went on with their day, meeting fans, talking with the engineers, listening close to team orders, ect..

A couple hours passed and the animosity in the air calmed down and all the drivers were invited to celebrate in a club together. Some of the drivers said they could make it and the others said they couldn't. The Spaniard was alone, walking towards his car when he was met by Charles and Max. He stopped walking and looked up at them.

- "Hey mate, are you coming to the club?"

Max asked Carlos.

- "I don't know.. I'm so tired-"

The spaniard was cut off by the Monégasques driver. Charles obviously didn't mean it rudely but he wanted Carlos to go celebrate.

- "Mate c'mon! You got a podium, you must go celebrate!!"

Carlos thought to himself for a second. He wanted to go party and celebrate, but he was so drained and exhausted. Then a question popped in his head. Was Lando going? The spaniard didn't wait a second before pulling out his phone and finding the Brits contact info.

                            Lando 🥛

                                        Hey, are you going -   |
                                   to the club to celebrate? |
                                                                             |
- Holaaa! Yeah Im                                              
Going to the club, you?                                     

                                     Great! I'm also going, -
                                                 See you there?

- You betcha! See ya Chili!! 🌶️

                                                                     👍🏻 -

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Good, Lando is going, the Spaniard thought to himself. He smiled faintly at his phone before his teammate Charles Leclerc and the Red Bull driver or should we say winner Max Verstappen snapped their fingers in his face.