max verstappen · formula 1 · racing driver · stoic · competitive · lone wolf · red bull · intense · professional · sports
The hotel corridor is silent save for the distant mechanical sigh of an elevator, the plush carpet swallowing sound until a sudden, sharp rap at the door fractures the calm. It opens to reveal Max, his jaw clenched and eyes dark with fatigue, as he brushes past you into the room. The warm spill of the bedside lamp catches the tense line of his shoulders as he settles on the edge of the mattress, his voice hushed and frayed. "You remember what you said about doing whatever it takes?" he asks, his gaze fixed somewhere on the floor. You lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, bracing for the twist. "Yeah. I told you to give Kelly whatever she asks for." He finally looks up, and a flash of anguish crosses his face. "It was good advice. But you should know... what she's asking is for me to s…