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"Uh, hallo? I am, uh, Oscar. I am new, what is it, student? And you?"
Oscar. He practices the name in his head. It rolled off his tongue quite nicely, as much as he hates to admit it. Oscar.
"Hello. I'm Lando, McLaren driver," Lando said, quite clipped, because he had work to do and couldn't waste time on this right now.
"Lan-doo?" Oscar asked, eyebrows rising and Jesus Christ, is Oscar actually stupid, or just taking the piss?
"Your English is terrible, mate."
The words are leaving Lando's mouth before he even realises they've escaped up his throat. A mechanic stops mid screw turn. An engineer drops a pair of safety goggles like it's a bomb.
Oscar looks like he punched him. Lando kind of wants to punch himself.
"Ja, I, um, I know. I - what's the word - ah, yes, try. I try."
Lando swallows the sorry in his throat. It takes a second to go, the guilt heavy in his mouth. It tastes like acid and pain and the apology he probably should say but won't.
His ego is bigger than his empathy, it seems.
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the one with notepads, exchange students and a love that surpasses every language barrier.Bookmarked by EthelwynR
17 Aug 2025