All the Way - an F1 story

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2 June, 2021
📍Monza, Italy → Baku, Azerbaijan

Her brother was really testing her more and more with every passing moment.

"Sébastien Paolo, I swear to God, if you don't hurry up," she shouted from the stairs. "We need to go!"

"Calm down, Calina!"

"I honestly don't understand," Mathis muttered, stretching out on the bench in Calina's entryway. At his feet were multiple luggages and two helmet bags, all ready to be loaded into Lella's SUV when she arrived, and that time frame was dwindling as fast as Calina's patience with her brother.

"Cazzo, you three are fucking annoying," Fiorenzo huffed, walking into the entry way. He had already made himself comfortable in Calina's home, Kuzco snuggled happily in his arms.

"Welcome to my life."

"Shut up, Mattie." Calina sighed, playfully messing up her younger brother's hair, against his protests, as the other came stumbling down the stairs, dressed and ready to go. "I'm here, I'm here."

"Ha tutto?" Fiorenzo asked, setting the dog down and helping Calina bring her luggages out. Lella was parked outside, Sébastien helping her load bags into the car while she scolded Mathis for trying to help, not wanting him to use his leg too much.

"I think so. I'll call you when we land, oaky?" she replied, handing her helmet bags off to Lella. Fiorenzo nodded, moving back inside the doorway after bidding his goodbyes.

"Calina!" Half in the passenger's seat, she looked back at her house, where Fiorenzo held up her black backpack. The very backpack that contained passports and wallets and her computer. She smiled sheepishly when she took it from his hands.

"Ciao, Fioré. Bye , Kuz!" she called out to her dog. From his spot on the cool tile floor by her couch, he looked up at the mention of his name, before flopping back down and falling asleep.

Oh the love.

"Go, before you're late," Fiorenzo huffed.

"Don't trash my fucking house!"

"I'll be sure to burn it to the fucking ground, Calì."

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He was quiet, not processing what she was saying. "I still don't get it."

"Of course you don't. You're Calì's brother."

"Gigi!"

"Calina!" She pulled her left earbud out, looking at the trio in the row behind. Sébastien was kneeling on his seat beside her, looking behind at Mona and Gigi, watching as they went over data from the previous races and tyre strategies.

"What do you want?"

"Gigi is being a bitch."

"Get used to it, Seb." she sighed, placing her earbud back and letting the sound of Eleanor Rigby  fill her ears once more. He sighed, turning back around to sit properly, and Mathis, sound asleep beside him, immediately moved to lean against his shoulder. Sébastien let him.

"How much longer?"

"Just under an hour, Sebbie."

Seb groaned lightly, using the little bit of leg room they had to try and stretch without moving too much. "Fuck, I'm tired."

"Sleep. I'll wake you up," she said, handing him her own headphones. He smiled gratefully, and once he finished connecting them to his own phone, he let his head fall against his brothers, falling asleep soon after. She began packing her things back into her bag, wanting nothing more than to get off the plane and into the bed waiting for her at the hotel.