I look between the two McLaren drivers before making my way around Carlos' figure, picking up my speed as I make it outside -- seeing both Kimi and Seb standing just outside the Ferrari garages. 
Stuffing the shirt Lando had given to me in the waistband on my shorts, half of it hanging out, before I dash over towards them, bringing them both in for a tight hug. "Suvi!" Seb laughs, wrapping am arm around me. "I've missed you both!" I almost screech, tightening my hold on them both. "You saw us this morning." I heard my brother mutter, quietly laughing. "I know, but that was far too long ago Kims." I unwrap my arms, only to be picked up by Sebastian and placed on his shoulders. 
The three of us walked along the pitlane and out onto the track. I was still perched ontop of Sebs shoulders as we walked. Him and my brother were having a conversation whilst I was just listening. I didn't mind though. 
After an hour we made our way back to the pitlane. Just back out front of Sebastians garage, the two still having a conversation -- I looked around and found a perfect shot for a photo, and given that I was still on Sebs shoulders, the height would add great contrast. 
I grasp my camera, bringing it up. I snap a couple shots, looking them over. 
Sebastian decides to lean backwards, making me think I was going to fall, I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck, a scream followed by giggles erupting from my mouth as well as my brothers and Sebs. 
I heard footsteps just to the right, Kimi and Sebastian not seemingly to notice as they went back to their conversation. I looked down to where the noise had came from to find Sebastian's teammate, Charles Leclerc, it seemed he had been looking for Vettel -- not expecting him to be chatting with Kimi, as well as me and the position I had been in the past hour or so. 
I gave him a wave and small smile. Not receiving anything in return, he turns around and leaves. His expression he held, I couldn't read. Weird, I thought. 
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There was just half an hour left before the race starts. I was sitting ontop of a bench in my brothers garage. Headphones ontop of my head as usual. Minttu decided to stay in Kimi and her's hotel room as she hadn't been feeling too well lately so it was just me. 
I held the given McLaren shirt, going back and forth on whether or not I should wear it. 
I stand up, taking off my headphones and headed over to an area thats private, slipping the Alfa Romeo over my head and replacing it with McLaren. I glanced down, taking in the little graphics as I didn't get the chance to before. 
It was was white t-shirt, a small McLaren logo up on the left side close to my collarbone, a United Kingdom flag just under the McLaren, and lastly 'Lando Norris' plastered under the flag. 
I felt my cheeks flare up, taking another glance over before making my way back. 
Kimi was now in the garage, getting ready. We give eachother a hug -- I give him my 'goodlucks,' while he takes a look at what I'm wearing, not showing any sort of emotion; slips on his helmet and hops into his vehicle. "älä tapa itseäsi!" I yell out and see him giving me a thumbs up before driving out the garage. 
"Its lights out and away we go!" 
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I called my mother, just in time when Kimi came back from the track. He placed 14th by the end of the Grand Prix, something he wasn't proud of, but I was. I was always proud of him. 
"Äiti!" I say into the screen, seeing my mothers face pop up. I had face-timed her. 
"Suvi! Miten kisa meni? Missä on Kimi?" She says, I notice she was laying in bed; not looking her best self. I look away to see Kimi taking off his helmet, walking over towards me. I hand him my phone with a smile. "Its mum." I explain, seeing a smile form at the mentioning of our mother. 
He begins walking off with my phone, to which I would presume his room. His 'drivers room.' 
I look down at my shirt, cursing at myself as I completely forgot about Lando. I walk until I reach the orange, not seeing Lando in or around his garage, "He's in his room." A guy with a clipboard, headphones and wearing the McLaren attire had said. "Thanks." 
"Lando?" I was now at his door, softly knocking on the hardwood. When I don't get a reply back, I reach my hand down on the handle the turn the knob. 
He was sitting on his massage bed, changed out of his racing gear -- looking down to the floor, no emotion settled across his face. During the race Lando had managed to get a DNF, not that it was his fault in any way but he had thought so. 
I make my way over towards him then take a seat. We sit beside eachother for a moment in silence. I feel his arms go around my waist, later his head is stuffed into my neck. It was quite the awkward position, but I didn't mind in this point of time. 
As I glide my hand up and down his back, it was still complete and utter silence. Until I happened to speak up. 
"Are we still going out tonight?" His head rises as he was now looking at me, around his eyes had been red which made me realize he had been quietly crying, and now I could feel the slight dampness of my shirts collar. How did I not notice? 
"I didn't win." He mutters, although his face now showed emotion, the tone of his voice didn't. As he went to place his head back, I stand up which made him unwrap his arms. He peers up at me, giving me a questionable look. I give him a smile before reaching my arms out and grabbing onto his wrists, bringing him up on his two feet.
I pulled him out of his room, walking him down the now almost empty pitlane, then onto the paddock. "Where are we going?" I now had my arm wrapped around his, I looked to my side to see him already staring at me. His eyes were still a bit red from before, but not as much. 
"What was that restaurant called again?" 
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