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The place is immaculately set with red carpets across the grass, floral arches blending seamlessly into the surrounding greenery. It’s a breath of fresh air outside the busy streets of central London.
As he takes in the warm decorations, Oscar's eyes are pulled towards the man standing a few feet away, glass almost filled to the brim with – wine? – as he chats with one of the charity’s board directors.
So, Lando is on time, too.
And that's not always the most expected case either.
Before Oscar can look away, Lando’s eyes catch his, mid-laugh. Oscar gets a bit self-conscious but manages a polite nod.
Lando smiles wide in return, that adorable – stupid – gap between his teeth in full view, and does the silly little bowing thing, raising his glass in greeting.
Oscar snorts at that, grinning despite himself.
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Oscar Piastri, the Crown Prince of Australia, works part-time at a multinational tech company owned by CEO Lando Norris.
Maintaining professional boundaries hasn't been a big deal for two long years, and it won't be one in the days to come.
At least, that's what Oscar tells himself.