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"Want a Redbull?"
She was a bit distracted by activities around the track, only to be surprised by the sudden appearance of her teammate with two cans of energy drink, at least that's what they claimed.
"Sure, how much do I own?"
No hesitation can be seen as Karina swiftly opens one of the cans, chugging whatever chemical is inside it within seconds, much to the amusement of Jonathan.
"Mate, you drink like a horse, one billion dollars by the way."
"Oh fuck off, Jon."
While there was no smile escaping from her face, Jon knew that his teammate was never serious in her cursing.
Unless we're talking about post-race stuff, but that's for another day.
Frustation is apparent in his troubled expression, a laughable face, Karina once said. As he steps away from his mate, he wishes one last time.
"Let's just hope whatever fuckery happened last practice sessions was our last bad luck."
"Right...let's just see."