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“...That was fucked,” Oscar murmured once the door had closed in front of them, jamming the button for their floor forcefully with his thumb.
“No shit. At least you finished,” Lando snapped back immediately, not holding back the glare he shot in his direction.
“Oh, fuck off. We both did a shit job, not everything has to be a goddamn competition.”
Lando’s eyes widened, shoving Oscar’s shoulder just hard enough to move him slightly. “I didn’t do a shit job, though! Fuckin’ hell, I did fine, I took the goddamn lead at the start! You made a stupid call in T10, my gearbox fucked itself. Big frickin’ difference there, mate.”
Oscar didn’t reply right away, instead immediately grabbing Lando’s shoulders and pushing him hard against the wall of the elevator. The breath punched out of Lando’s lungs immediately at the impact, but he didn’t try to move away, just staring back at him incredulously while he grabbed onto the fabric at the front of Oscar’s hoodie.
Before either of them could say anything, the lift slowed to a stop, a loud ding indicating that they’d arrived to their floor.
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Lando and Oscar get into an argument after Canada