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It's hard to miss what you don't remember. Unless it starts showing up at your front door.
Post crash Max suffers from amnesia.
Charles suffers with him – not that Max would know..
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"He’s a damn child. He doesn’t know what the fuck he’s talking about,” Jos spits, stabbing a finger at the conference table like it’s Charles himself.
Max sits, arms crossed, one knee bouncing under the table, eyes fixed somewhere in the middle distance.
Max Verstappen has spent his life fighting. For wins, for titles. Now, with two world championships under his belt, he’s fighting for his third against a new rival: rookie prodigy Charles Leclerc.
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Thirty seconds. The video is thirty seconds, and it takes two words, right at the end. Two words that are soft, gentle—you’d have to strain to hear them, but Lando doesn’t need to. He can’t hear anything else. They rattle around in his head, vision blurred, mouth dry.
His hands shake, but then again, they always do.
“Fuck—Lando."
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Handling his vampiric urges had always been easy for Oscar. Hunt animals, take just enough to survive, set them free again. Maybe use a blood bag, if it's not enough.
It stops being so easy when Lando invades his dreams, tempting him through the most casual actions during the day, until the only thing he can think about is burying his canines deep into Lando's neck.And, surprisingly, he's not the only one who seems to enjoy that idea.
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On the life of his whole career, Lando would swear he doesn’t mean for it to become a routine, the café.
Only, on Monday, Lewis stops technique to compliment Max’s extensions during centre adage – Max’s – and then directs his stupid, stuck-up, closed-lipped grin at Lando when he fucks up the timing of the same combination during his group’s rotation at it. And Lando can’t sit around the lobby avoiding everybody’s eyes after, feels like he’ll suffocate if he does, so he wraps his scarf around his neck another time and trudges the same four doors down, shoulders through the same door.
“Morning!” Oscar calls from behind the counter.
(Alternatively: Lando is a ballet dancer in timeout. Oscar works in a coffee shop. This is a Hallmark Christmas movie.)