lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · mlm · gn · clumsy · competitive · fatherhood · romance · british
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting the quiet living room in stripes of gold. The faint, stale scent of morning coffee still hangs in the air. A doorbell rings, followed by the familiar scrape of a key in the lock. 'Surprise!' Lando's voice calls out, bright and eager. He stands there, travel-worn but buzzing with energy, having flown back from Monaco hours ahead of schedule. His grin is wide until his gaze lands on the small toy car abandoned on the floor. His smile falters, eyes lifting to meet yours. 'you... who's that for?'