Tinder - [Lando Norris]

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Dagmar hadn't done much all Saturday except go out for some small groceries. She decided to heat up a pizza in her oven of her apartment and call it a dinner at the end of the evening. She thought of her planning for tomorrow, which probably included some preparation for her lectures of Monday. Maybe if she felt active go for a run or do some yoga. Dagmar sat at her dining table while cutting the pizza into some slices and eating it, while her phone laid next to her plate and she scrolled through the explore page on Instagram. She liked some memes here and there and huffed when she thought they were funny. She hadn't heard of Fake Lando since a few hours. They had texted back and forth for a short moment earlier today and she tapped on the Tinder pictogramme to get to the app and read them again.

He had said that his day was better now she was texting him and she had rolled her eyes when he said that. She texted back that the other girls would make his day even greater and he had send her that he hadn't matched with someone like her yet. It was the last thing he had said and she didn't have a snarky comment to answer with. Dagmar decided to think about what she could ask him, what she could say in response to get to the conversation to turn in the way she wanted: him admitting that he was pretending to be Lando Norris and using the pictures of the F1 driver from Instagram. Dagmar was still heavily convinced this could in no way be Lando Norris himself. She stalked his Instagram this afternoon and he followed enough models, playmates or basically girls with their tits and asses out on the social media platform.

He commented on some of the pictures too and Dagmar was sure he could get a date with any girl he wanted. No, there was no way this was really Lando Norris. Yet she was still curious to find out who was the person behind the account, trying to catfish her. Dagmar wiped her hands on a paper towel and took her Phone in both of her hands to move her fingers over the keyboard.

So, what have you been up to today? You didn't text me a lot, I figured you must've been busy.

Dagmar went to some of the other conversations she had opened earlier but hadn't responded to yet. The one she had been talking slightly to earlier didn't turn out that attracive as he looked like on the pictures. He came across as douche bag wanting to get into her pants and she decided to unmatch him now. She sighed. Dagmar wasn't sure (she was) if she used the app for what it was actually meant. Did she see some cute guys? Absolutely (like two), but none of them really appealed to her and none of them came across as nice enough through the messages to really go out for and meet up with. This impostor had pulled her attention. It was Lando Norris' fault she was so engaged with the fake Lando that she only had eyes for the stupid things he send her. Dagmar pretended like her heart didn't (it totally did) bounce into her throat once when she saw the notification of the chat popping up on her screen.

I went to the gym this morning to train a little. I was pretty much streaming the whole afternoon before having dinner.

Dagmar narrowed her eyes at the screen. Since she followed him on Instagram, she had viewed his stories and he normally posted something there to incline when he was streaming. She gnawed at her bottom lip, yet decided to not mention anything about it. She saw the bubbles pop up in her screen and she waited for him to sent the text he was typing now.

But you have my full attention now, love. What was on your schedule today?

She let out a small chuckle at what he typed, easily moving over to another subject to ask her about her day. Dagmar saw through it, however still didn't want to mention something about that either. She replied to his text, telling her about her day.

I haven't done much. Went out for some groceries and just ate too.

I think I saw you at Tesco's today.