(GLADLY BEYOND ─ XVII ) ♡ ˚.*ೃ ─ BABY, DO YOU LIKE THIS BEAT?
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( cw: explicit use of alcohol & substances )
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Franco picked her up from the airport near noon, greeting her with both arms embracing her in a welcome hug. They hadn't seen each other since the F1 season ended ─ both being too busy with other things to make any sort of arrangement ─ and it was the eve of New Year's Eve now. Franco had been busy signing contracts and furthering his career, while Anne-Laure was busy feuding with her family, ghosting her friends, and locking herself in her room. But at least here, she could briefly pretend to be someone else, something else, and no one would have to know what she had reduced herself to in these past few months. Here, with him, she didn't have to feel the shame.
"Hola," he said sweetly, pulling back from their hug and tucking her hair behind her ears.
"Buen día," she replied, and then felt a little bashful when his eyes lit up with surprise.
"You have been learning?" he inquired.
"A little." She pinched her fingers together to show him. "I'm not so good."
"No, you are. That was good."
"Not enough to talk to anyone here," she said, gesturing around to Buenos Aires around her.
He shrugged and put his arm around her shoulders, beginning to guide her to the car. "Lucky that you have a good translator then."
"What if I lose you?" she teased.
"Trust me, you will not leave my sight. It's a big, scary world out there, you know?"
