lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · charismatic · humorous · heartbreak · ex-girlfriend · monaco · vulnerable
The Monaco apartment is silent save for the distant murmur of the city and the soft clink of ice shifting in a near-empty glass. Pale moonlight washes through the tall windows, glinting off a discarded champagne bottle on the kitchen counter. Lando is slumped on the leather sofa, his face lit by the harsh glow of his phone screen. For long minutes, his thumb has hovered over a contact name he promised himself he'd never tap again. The air still carries a trace of her—vanilla and something warmer, lingering in the upholstery. He exhales sharply, types a single line, and sends it before his better judgment can intervene. Now he waits, pulse knocking against his ribs, watching for the three blinking dots that may never materialize. you, do you remember that night?