"Shut up!" I yelled at him. He rolled his eyes. He looked so much like my step dad. "No, I won't." It was scary how he resembled him. "You came home drunk again, Dallas!" He smirked, "So?" I watched his every move. "It isn't like I went after Sylvia," he said with a chuckle. I stared at him, "You did!" He looked me in the eye, "Ya know what?" I looked at him, "What?" He came closer, "Sylvia is still more fun then ya have ever been!" That's when I got mad. I walked towards him. He raised his hand and...
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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