Theodore Moreau, a photographer, is offered a job as a FIA photographer and he's thrilled. He's loved f1 since he was a kid, he was even a driver for Rally Racing. But after an accident that has left him unable to continue he decided to continue his...
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Theodore smiles as he places his phone down. He just posted his start of photo editing, which take him hours. He doesn't want to post something until it's edited to perfection, especially if it is F1 related or sports related. He wants the FIA to hire him, not to dismiss him because he does a half ass job.
So Theo took a sip of his coffee and began his work. His playlist is playing soft music, mostly Cigarettes After Sex, as he edits his photos.
After several long hours of editing he finally decided to quit. He finished more than he planned, meaning that his day is clear until Wednesday. He stood from his chair and stretched, his shirt slipping up against his skin, showing off his hip. Theo walks into his kitchen, searching for some food.
He lived alone for years and has been financially perfect (his parents are lawyers and still send him money), but he finds pleasure in buying his own things with his own money. Including groceries.
Grabbing his keys to his white Mercedes- Benz G- Class, he leaves his penthouse he locks the door and heads to the elevator. The only down side of living in a penthouse is when the elevator breaks.
Once Theo arrived at the market he pulls out his phone and opens the group message, noticing a few notifications.
YAPPERS CLUB!!
Ella Guys, we need to have a dinner one of these nights!
Amy Yes, and have a bond fire!
Thomas I'm way to tired by 8pm.
Ella That's because Red Bull is your addiction.
Thomas Red Bull is life. It's my blood.
Ella Anyways, my place this Saturday??
Theo Sure. I'll make sure I edit everything before then.
Amy You're still editing photos? I thought you would be finished by now
Theo Not yet , but I'm close. And well have to attend another F1 race sadly
Ella YES!!
Thomas Do you think Red Bull would sponsor me?
Theo Probably not.
By the time Theo realized it he was in the middle of his friends arguing who the most attractive F1 driver is. Amy said Lewis Hamilton, who she's loved since forever. Thomas obviously said Lando Norris, who he's had crush on since they first met a year ago (they even managed to get a photo together). Ella said Oscar Piastri, like it was the most common answer ever. And Theo has stood by with his opinion on Charles Leclerc.
Theo managed to spend over four hundred dollars and some how fit it in his Bronco, which surprised him. So he drove home, his speakers blasting out random music from his playlist.
The next morning Theo felt a pain in his lower back. With a sigh he sat up, rubbing the spot on his skin. He could feel the sweat on his skin, his heart still racing from his nightmare. . . well reality.
Sighing he looked over at his clock, reading the numbers.
5:09 am.
'Today is going to be a long day', Theo thought as he ran a hand through his hair.
A/n: Def not hinting at possible other relationships in the story.
Anyways, here is another chapter. Not as long as I wanted but it's pretty good, ig.
