All the couples that Alaia Repond has gotten together have stayed happily together, and at this point, she really should consider matchmaking as a profession. So when her close friend Ollie asks her to set up a friend of his, she's more than happy t...
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"I really do think he's lonely." Ollie tells Alaia as he guides her through the F2 paddock.
The sun beats down on them in sunny Imola, and Alaia slips her sunglasses on to shield her eyes from the glare. "What, just because he groans whenever you guys all talk about dating? That's what I do, even when I don't want to be in a relationship."
"It's just the vibe, alright? Plus, I have no hope in Raya."
Alaia frowns at Ollie. "You met your girlfriend on Raya," she says pointedly.
"Okay, fair play. But just meet him first," Ollie says, and she spots a brown-haired boy, around the same height as her, dressed in a blue shirt with 'Williams' printed on it. "Franco!"
Franco turns his head at the sound of Ollie's voice, and he walks towards Ollie and Alaia. He looks at her curiously, intrigued by her presence. "Morning, Ollie. And... you are?"
"Alaia. Nice to meet you." she says, smiling at him.
Franco mirrors her expression. "Alaia," he says, repeating her name. His accent drips like honey from his lips, and Alaia understands why Ollie said that he was so charismatic now. "Lovely name. I'm Franco."
"I know," she replies. He looks at her, the corner of his lips quirked up into a smirk. "This one over here's told me about you." she points at Ollie.
"And for what reason?" Franco asks.
"I think you're lonely, so I brought Alaia to help you find a girlfriend." Ollie replies, matter-of-factly. Franco raises an eyebrow at Ollie.
"You're setting your friend up with me?" he asks Ollie. "I wouldn't be opposed to that."
