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Thursday 18th September 2024
Singapore

The sun hovered high over the manicured Singapore golf course, casting long shadows over the fairways. Lando lined up a shot, squinting against the glare, while Carlos leaned on his club, smirking, waiting for the inevitable mess.

They have just finished media day and instead of just having dinner and relaxing, they decided to play golf..

«Seriously, mate, your swing hasn't improved a bit.» Carlos teased, rolling his eyes.

«Yeah, yeah, Mr. Perfect Swing» Lando shot back, letting the ball soar cleanly down the fairway. «Says the guy who nearly sliced his last one into the water.»

Carlos laughed, raising a hand in mock surrender. «Oh but c'mon admit it, you're still nervous about missing the next shot.»

Lando grinned, picking up his club for the next swing. «Not nervous. Its called being focused.»

They moved along the fairway, throwing shade, teasing, the kind of banter only old friends could get away with. But soon, the topic shifted naturally..

«You know» Carlos started, tilting his head, «you don't tell me anything anymore. We used to tell each other everything. Now? Silence. Nada.»

Lando raised an eyebrow, swinging casually. «Oh, really? I tell you shit, you just don't ask. You've been slacking.»

Carlos shook his head, smirk widening. «I ask, I get nothing. So... how was the U.S.? What did you do? I saw pictures everywhere, but nothing from you.»

Lando rolled his eyes, leaning on his club, a lazy grin tugging at his lips. «Yeah, well changed my mind, Maybe I don't want to tell you.»

Carlos groaned, waving a hand. «C'mon you muppet .. Spill.»

Lando's grin softened, eyes glinting. «We're official. Me and her.»

Carlos raised an eyebrow, mock-tilting his head. «Official, huh? Hm... congratulations? Or... should I be praying for you?»

Lando rolled his eyes. «Yeah, fuck off.»

He paused, letting the words hang. «Actually... she's coming here tomorrow. With her family. They're all gonna watch me.»

Carlos whistled, smirking knowingly. «Whoa... very official then. Wait, you met her family before, right?»

«Yeah» Lando said quickly, gripping his club tighter. «But... never like this. Never since we... started dating.. So yeah, tomorrow's the first 'official' introduction.»

Carlos smirked, nudging him lightly with his elbow. «Well Good luck, mate. Her mom is very ... »

Lando shrugged, smirk turning sardonic. «Tell me about it.. But Lucie likes me..»

At least more than the russian guy.

Carlos' grin widened «Sure sure.»

The conversation drifted naturally as they continued playing, then Carlos raised an eyebrow. «Oh, by the way... I haven't seen you around Max lately.»

Lando shook his head, without even looking up, he uttered with a easiness. «What? Max is coming too. With his girlfriend. To support me. This weekend.»

Carlos raised both eyebrows wondering if his friend was really that dumb or he was just pretending to be .. He couldn't tell sometimes..

«I meant Verstappen you freaking muppet.»