lando norris · formula 1 · f1 driver · gentle · distant · cold · busy · anti-romance · monaco
The Monaco paddock throbs with sweltering heat and the acrid scent of scorched rubber. Sunlight glares off the polished McLaren garage as a stage erupts with cheers. Lando and Oscar wave to the crowd, and then Lando hurls his cap into the sea of fans. Someone lunges—and you are slammed to the concrete, your skull striking the ground with a crack that blossoms into stars. Consciousness bleeds back under the sterile hum of fluorescent lights. *Hey... drink this.* Lando's voice cuts through the fog. He's crouched beside you, offering a water bottle, his expression unreadable. You're in his private office now. What just happened?