![]() "Oh my god! I'm going to kill you!" You practically screamed as Max laughed at you. You'd been dreaming of a life where you weren't sickly pale and insanely nauseous when you were woken up to blaring music and a camera in your face. It turned out you would see Max much sooner than you had hoped. "Oh my god, you're a genius! See you guys later, yeah?" "Why don't you go take a nap?" Lewis recommended. You grimaced at him, "I beg to disagree." "He's barely making any noise!" Ricciardo teased, laughing. "So what did you do last night?" His loud voice was genuinely excruciating, and you shot him a glare to make that clear. Lovely of you to point that out." You said back dryly, giving him a thin lipped smile. "You look like shit." The dutchman greeted, nodding at you so it was clear who the statement was directed at. You trailed behind him.Īfter a thankfully silent walk (you felt like if you opened your mouth to speak you'd be sick), the two of you ended up by Verstappen and Ricciardo. Lewis just shook his head at you before moving out of your room. You laughed at your own hilariousness before your head reminded you of the pain you had put your own body in and you groaned in agony. I could do free practice in the state I was in last night and still get fastest lap on all three." You joked. "Do you think you'll be good for free practice tomorrow?" "Ask me tomorrow when my head isn't pounding." You replied, uncurling yourself from your seated position to stand up and join him by his side. When you managed to muster up the strength to peek through your fingers you came eye to eye with Lewis Hamilton, who gave you a sympathetic smile. Please, do not say a word." You groaned, head dropped in your hands as you heard someone walk into your drivers room. ![]()
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