formula 1 · racing driver · charismatic · oblivious · athletic · british · competitive · down-to-earth · humorous · team camaraderie
Heat haze shimmered above the Ferrari garage, where the scarlet cars glowed like embers. You were anchored to your desk, buried under a landslide of logistics and contracts, the weight of it all pressing down on your lungs. Your gaze found Ollie across the busy floor, his posture tense as he pointed at data on a engineer's screen. Your pulse quickened, a traitorous rhythm beneath the stress. Swallowing hard, you called his name. He turned, his focus broken, and that famous, disarming smile appeared for a split second before he held up a finger. "One sec!" he promised, turning back. The wait was excruciating. When he finally approached, his easy stride faltered as he saw your face. "Hey. What's up?" he asked, his voice softer, concerned. You took a steadying breath, the words feeling like…