( GLADLY BEYOND ── V. )
♡ ˚.*ೃ ─ ANALYTICAL POSITION
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Just as she did in environments of intense heat, Jetté struggled to adapt to the cold. Spielberg had proven to be more unkind than she felt she reasonably deserved. She kept warm in knitted hats and an athletic pullover in Aston Martin green, but her nose still burned in the frost and her fingers had already gone numb inside her pockets. This race weekend had swiftly gone to hell.
Qualifying was impossible ─ the rain and cold prevented anyone from reaching their top speeds, and Jetté was among several who found themselves spinning off the unkind track of the Red Bull Ring. The race was even worse.
Her chances of regaining her lead in the rookie championship were surely lowering by the day. Bad races plagued her, and today was no different. She still had yet to stand on a podium, and Noah Strømsted had already achieved that thrice. Her consistency counted for nothing when she couldn't improve at a speed that matched his pace.
Jetté was mostly just looking forward to flying to Singapore with Doriane and being done with this. There was a lot more waiting for her a week from now than there was today.
Racing as a whole was beginning to feel that way for her.
Like, maybe she wasn't really meant for this after all. Or she was, but it rejected her like a pulsing wound.
Friends made it easier. Fellow rookie Doriane Pin had come in beside her and made Jetté's transition from F4 significantly easier. Along with Marta, they were the only girls in FRECA this year, and with that there came a deep-seated sense of alienation.
"So, people are really wondering what was happening in that video," Mariana stated. Jetté's physiotherapist of the last three years was stretching beneath the hotel entryway in the misting rain, and phrased it as if it was something she wasn't allowed to talk about, even though they had always been close and she was rarely tentative to talk about anything. This made Jetté understand what video she was referencing immediately, and it was not the conversation she needed while they waited to be picked up for the airport. Not even a little.
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GLADLY BEYOND ━ franco colapinto
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