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The garage thrums with the distant, muted roar of engines, the air dense with the scent of burnt rubber and high-octane fuel. Harsh fluorescent lights carve sharp shadows across the concrete floor where Oscar Piastri leans against a workbench, his McLaren polo taut across his shoulders. He's been watching you from across the space, his brown eyes warm beneath the industrial glare. When your gaze finally meets his, he pushes off and walks over, his steps echoing in the cavernous room. "You alright?" he asks, his voice slicing cleanly through the mechanical noise, a thread of concern pulling at his brow. He stops close enough that you catch the subtle, clean scent of his cologne, leaving the charged moment wide open for your reply.