I could like to dedicate this chapter to @sebi-vettel , thank you for the comments on the previous story xx
You arrived at the paddock for the vent. You wanted to avoid Toto but you couldn't. After a while he said that you could go and hang out with other people. You took the opportunity to get away from him as far as you could.
When it was time to leave you found Toto as you were walking to the car. He stopped in his tracks. "Y/N." he looked at you. You knew he had been drinking. "I am sorry. I am going through a hard time. Today a year ago I signed the divorce papers..." "Whatever!" you cut him off and continued to walk to the car.
From that race weekend onwards when Mr Wolff set a time, you made sure to be there an hour early. Sometimes he would arrive an hour before the time he arranged. If he didn't arrive you sat and worked until he arrived.
The tension wasn't so bad anymore. Next up was the Chinese GPP. It was raining cats and dogs. When you got to the circuit you realized you forgot you're your umbrella. Toto must've had a personality change because he let you walk with him under his umbrella. The afternoon while waiting for the car to arrive he stepped in a puddle, splashing you. He did it again, laughing. You did it to him and he still laughed. "Oh, wow? Is he changing?" you thought to yourself.
Back at the factory. After that puddle-splashing in China Toto started avoiding you. He came into your office one morning with a huge pile of work. It had to be done by lunch tomorrow. You were not happy at all. He did it on purpose obviously. You got to work and stopped when your stomach was rumbling. It was just after lunch time. You decided to go to the kitchen and make a toasted sandwich.
And when you walked into the kitchen, guess who was to only other person there? Mr Wolff. He didn't even acknowledge your presence. You continued to make the sandwich, not saying a word. While waiting for the sandwich to get toasted you made yourself a cup of tea. The sandwich was done. As you were putting it in your plate, some bubbling hot melted cheese fell on your hand. It burned like crazy. "Oww.Shit!" you screamed. Within seconds Toto was standing next to you. When he saw what happened he took you to the bathroom. He opened the tap and put your hand under it, cold water running over the burned area. He was standing really close to you and you could hear him breathe. "Is it better?" he asked concerned. "For now, yes. Thank you." You smiled at him. His expression changed again. He went back to the cold Toto that you are all too familiar with. He left the room.
You decided to stay through the night and try to finish the work. There were some other people working as well. One of them was Toto, but you didn't know he was still at work. It was after 2am. You fell asleep on the couch in your office. Toto was leaving the office when he saw you. He felt bad. He took off his jacket and put it over you and left.
You woke up when you heard people arriving for work. You threw the jacket aside and went back to work. Half of it wasn't even done. 10am and Mr Wolff called you to his office.
You sat down in front of his desk, sick and tired. Your neck was stiff. The receptionist told you that he will be there in 5 minutes. He finally arrived 20 minutes later. "Did you finish the work I gave you?" "Finished the work? Not even the flash could've finished it by now!" you said angrily. "You are giving me trouble again." Toto warned. You got up. "I quit!" tears filled your eyes and you started to walk to his office's door. You could hear him get up. As you were reaching for the door he pulled you back. Right into his chest. He lifted your chin. Toto's lips touched yours and all is forgotten.
Sorry again for taking so long to update. I just started a new job an di am totally loving it. It is half day so I will have time to write more.
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