"JENSON!"
"What?"
"You are the biggest slut there is"
Or in which
two kinda famous people fix their slut image by being sluts for each other, because if they call her a slut it might be worth it for once
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The Miami sun was blazing as Celeste and her nine-year-old daughter, Mia, stepped into the bustling atmosphere of the Miami Grand Prix. The paddock was a whirlwind of activity, with teams making final preparations and fans eagerly awaiting the start of the race. Celeste, now a successful actress with a rich history in the racing world, had seen many Grand Prix events, but it always felt special.
Mia's eyes widened with excitement as they walked through the paddock. "Mom, look! There's Charles!" she exclaimed, pointing towards the Ferrari garage where Charles Leclerc was discussing strategy with his engineers.
"Let's go say hi," Celeste suggested, leading Mia through the crowd. Charles greeted them warmly, his smile genuine as he embraced Celeste.
"It's been a while, Celeste. And Mia, you've grown so much!" Charles said, ruffling Mia's hair.
"Good luck today, Charles!" Mia said enthusiastically.
"Thank you, Mia. I'll do my best," he replied with a wink.
After spending some time with Charles and the Ferrari team, Celeste and Mia made their way over to the Sky Sports broadcast area, where Jenson was working. He spotted them and waved, a broad smile spreading across his face.
"Hey, there's my favorite girls!" Jenson called out as he approached them. He picked up Mia, spinning her around before setting her down and giving Celeste a quick kiss on the cheek.
"How's the broadcast going?" Celeste asked.
"Busy as always, but I wouldn't have it any other way. It's great to see you two here," Jenson said, his eyes twinkling with pride and happiness.
"We're just making the rounds," Celeste replied. "Next, we're off to see Fernando and Lewis."
"Say hi to them for me," Jenson said before kissing both of them on the cheek and heading back to his duties.
They continued their tour, stopping by the Aston Martin garage where Fernando Alonso was preparing for the race. He greeted Celeste and Mia with a warm smile.
"Celeste, it's always a pleasure. And Mia, you're becoming quite the racing fan, aren't you?" Fernando said.
"I love it!," Mia declared. Fernando chuckled. "That's probably your genetics"
Their next stop was the Mercedes garage, where Lewis Hamilton was discussing tactics with his team. He broke into a grin when he saw Celeste and Mia approaching.
"Celeste, Mia! Great to see you both," Lewis said, giving them each a hug.
"Good luck today, Lewis," Celeste said. "We're rooting for you."
"Thanks, I appreciate it. Enjoy the race!" Lewis replied, giving Mia a fist bump.
As the race began, Celeste and Mia found their seats in the Ferrari hospitality area, the roar of the engines reverberating through the stands. The race was intense, with Lando Norris taking an early lead and holding onto it with impressive skill.
