One week after, I'm in Monaco getting ready for another home race, the race of our star, Charles Leclerc.
As usual I have been working since I came back from Miami and I couldn't see Lewis if not on videocalls, but this time is different, he lives here, I already got his address on my phone "In case you need something" he said.
I go back to the paddock and find Charles and Carlos doing some media stuffs so I sit in a corner of the room and enjoy the show, they are doing some kind of challenge.
L -Too many people this week in Monaco, I really want to see you but based on the situation it's better to see you after the GP-
I -Got it. Looking forward to see you around the paddock then-
L-I'd look for you red shirt-
I spend the whole weekend running around the paddock, seeing famous people at every corner, I think I spotted one of my favourite football player somewhere.
It's pouring on Sunday and during the red flag Carlos asks me to telling him all the strategies again.
"Ok le abbiamo ripetute tutte. Ma Carlos, ascolta questa pista sai com'è il pit è molto importante, non farti cambiare le gomme se vedi che si sta asciugando, fai un giro in più e metti le soft altrimenti ti dovrai rifermare, ho sentito che ipotizzano due soste ma così ne fai una sola" [Ok we repeated them all. But, Carlos, hear me out, this track , you know how important the pit stop is, don't let them change your tyres if you see the track is getting dry, do one more lap and put on the soft because if you don't then you'll have to do a double stop, I heard the pit wall is assuming 2 stops but in this way you can do just one stop]
He looks at me and nod "Grazie"
The race is a nightmare, the pit wall calls the wrong strategy for Charles, not only for the tyres but also for the time, but Carlos follows my idea and he manages to finish P2, so close to that first win.
The traditional photo with the team and the car and he is all happy going to change his clothes for the interviews post race. Charles is not happy at all, his team screwed his race, his home race.
"Chi cazzo ha chiamato la mia strategia?" [Who the fuck called my strategy?]
"Charles calmati" [Charles calm down]
"No Carlos ha avuto la giusta strategia" [No, Carlos got the right strategy]
"Non l'ha avuta, la chiamata lui, i suoi ingegneri volevano la stessa tua ma lui ha chiesto il cambio e ha funzionato" [He didn't have it, he called it, his engineers wanted the same for him but he asked to change and it worked]
"Qualcuno gliel'ha detta prima" [Someone told him before]
I am there in the room, completely scared by the anger Charles is showing and I don't know if I have to say it was my idea or not, fortunately Carlos comes in and explains that he repeated the strategies with me during the red flag and I gave him this idea.
Everyone is looking at me and Binotto says "Bel lavoro" [Nice job]
"Già bel lavoro, la prossima volta più come lei nel mio team" Charles says. [yeah nice job but next time more like her on my team]
I smile to Binotto and I exit the room before Charles can throw something at me, I have never seen him so angry.
I go outside the hospitality and walk to get the stuff I left in the garage.
I don't like when I get yelled at especially if I do something right, I won't penalise my driver for someone else, not even the home star.
I feel someone taking my hand and pushing me behind a truck.
"Lewis.." I missed having him so close to me.
"We don't have much time...wait, are you ok?"
I realise I have a tear running down my cheek. "Yes, oh shit, I didn't mean to, yes I'm fine"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Lewis, what did you want to tell me?"
"I...There's a party tonight, at the disco. They invited me and I have to go, can I see you there?"
"Is not this risky?"
"Not as much as you think, there will be a lot of people and no one will care about us"
"Everybody cares about you"
He smiles "I assure you, we will be fine"
"Ok" I am not convinced but he looks so sure "I have nothing to wear Lewis, I didn't think I was going to the disco"
"I take care of it"
He kisses my cheek and run away.
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Red Silver
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