4 Works in Laurent Ocon
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“Pierre, something is wrong.”
Pierre is, admittedly, half-asleep in his chair as he leans across the table Alpine has situated in their meeting room. To his chagrin, the meeting is finally over - but being approached willingly by Esteban isn’t something he had on his bingo card for today. Esteban is usually very good at keeping his distance, so Pierre’s brows furrow on instinct and he pulls off his headset to turn around and give Esteban his full attention.
“What do you mean something is wrong?” Pierre asks, eyes darting up to give Esteban a quick once-over. Concern pulls at his chest as he takes note of Esteban’s pale skin and shallow breathing, and the slight tremble to his hands as he raises one up to run through his hair.
Or: Esteban has a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
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大概是妖艳英伦贵妇63 x 疲惫阴暗女鬼31
一个是梅奔太子，一个曾经是后备车手
都是在一个体系下的，我愿称之为马桶狼的planABC
有一种登基女王和平民骑士的感觉
是互攻
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Esteban’s tennis career had crashed and burnt when it became financially untenable. He’s prepared to leave tennis behind for good until he’s offered a job as a hitting partner. Enter Mick, the player in question, who’s on the verge of quitting for very different reasons. Esteban’s job is to build Mick back up professionally and along the way things get personal.
Navigating the personal and professional becoming intertwined however quickly proves challenging and despite their best efforts, having everything they want may be so close yet so far from their grasp. Can they figure it out together? Or will misunderstandings tear them apart?
Or, the tennis au, Estemick edition
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- Part 4 of Tennis au
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Esteban doesn't have many certainties in his life, but he knows two things for sure. One, he will be taking over the family business. Two, he will always be friends with Lance. Even if Lance's career in Formula 1 is going to take him far away from Esteban
Lance plops a grape into his mouth, leans back to rest his head against the rusted classic Fiat 124 from the seventies. “Truth or dare.” his eyes sparkle with mischief as he glances over at his friend, cheeks a shade of pink from both the wine and the heat blown into their direction by the small heater they’d dragged out. “Come on, Este. Indulge me, it’s been a hard year.”