knightsandbones
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Three weeks trapped at base camp had filed down most of the sharper reactions to seeing Charles Leclerc running around camp anyway, or at least made them easier to hide.
Charles had a way of getting under his skin that went back years - back to youth comps when they both had been just scrawny kids, too-long arms with chalk-dusted fingers and dreams that did not stop at the Olympics. They had traded podium spots like it could only ever be one of them. Max had eventually ditched the competition circuit for real walls and altitude, and Charles hadn't stayed behind for long. Somehow they kept ending up in the same places, working the same routes, eyeing the same mountains.
And whether Max liked it or not, Charles being here meant he'd climb a little harder.