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June 16th 2019 
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"What did you end up making?" I asked, walking into our room. I placed the towels in the washroom and walked to the kitchen. Taking out the various packets that I collected. He takes a spoonful of whatever was in his bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. "Yours is on the table. Tell me what you think of it." He grins.
I walked over and took a seat on a barstool. I looked down and saw a bowl of what looked to be a porridge. I eyed it before looking at Lando, "Is this safe to eat?"
"What? Of course! Now go on, try." He gestures. I picked up my spoon and put some of the substance into my mouth. It tasted awfully familiar but I couldn't pin point as to what it was. "What is this?" I mumble, putting more in my mouth. 
"I made.. well, I tried to make that dish you told me you liked and that your mum used to always make.. I know what its called but I don't know how to say it."
"Puolukkapöperö." I grinned. "Thats it. I tried though, I bet your mum makes it way better." He places his empty bowl in the sink. "Oh trust me, she does. But yours wasn't too bad. How did you get the lingonberries?" He walks over to me as I finished, Lando takes my bowl and places it in the sink before wrapping his arms around my neck from behind.
"Valterri gave me a package of them. And when I saw the packaging I instantly remembered you mentioning that.. pulo-or whatever, so I thought 'hey, why not find a recipe and make it for you.'" 
"Well it was delicious."
"So it wasn't horrendous? I mean, mine wasn't, but given that you grew up on the actual stuff.." He trails off. 
"No it was good, my mum's will always be a number one, but it was tasty. Thank you." He pecks my cheek before removing his arms. "No problemo... maybe someday I'll get to try your mum's." I got up from the stool and turned around to see him standing there, holding a huge grin. "Maybe so." I wrap my arms around his torso.
"How is she doing anyway?" He places his hands on my waist and began rocking up back and forth. "The last time I've talked to her was during the Monaco grand prix." I shrug my shoulders. "Whys that?"
"I've been pretty preoccupied lately so has she with her work. I mean, we send eachother goodnight texts but thats about it. After this race I think I'm going to go back home to see her."
"She still works?"
"Yeah, she likes to stay on her feet."
"Ah, I see.." I hum, closing my eyes just for a quick couple of seconds, until I opened them and unraveled myself from his grasp. "I should probably go and get my shower."
"Okay." He smiles, leaning down and pecking my lips. I went over towards my bed and retrieved my clothes before going to the washroom.
I closed the door behind me, locking it, before getting myself undressed and placing my casted arm inside a plastic bag that i had left in the washroom from my previous shower. I turned on the water and let it heat up before stepping in.
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"I've never done this before, so don't laugh." I state, reaching back before releasing for a swing. Completely missing. Giggles were heard from behind me. I turned around to face the drivers. Giving them a look which had shut them up.
I turn back around and go for another swing, this time hitting the ball and sending it flying. Probably farther than what the others had hit. "Ha!" I screeched, I wailed my arms around. "Did you see that?"
"You've never done this before?" Carlos scoffs before replacing me, as he was the next to hit.
Lando, Carlos, Alex and George had planned on going to a golf range for today, and managed to bring me into their plans. Despite me telling them I've never held a golf club before, thinking that it would make them forget wanting to bring me, it only made them more eager for me to come.
"You're doing a hell of a lot better than Albono over here." I look over to Alex, letting out a small giggle. "I haven't done this in a long time mate." He protests.
"Yeah well, you have way more experience than Suv, she's never been golfing before.. and she's got a broken arm!"
"You're up Lando." Carlos comes over and pats him on the shoulder. 
"And you have that girl you talk to who is professional golfer!" George mentions. 
"She doesn't teach me anything!"
"Ooh a girl Alex?" I tease him. "We're just friends."
"For now." Carlos adds, throwing an arm around my shoulder.
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"That was actually pretty fun." I said, walking out of the range with the other drivers. Carlos still having am arm placed around my shoulder, which resulted in Lando sending us looks every now and then. "Yeah? Well we should all go to a course sometime this week. So you can actually golf." The Spaniard suggests. "Sounds good to me, I'm not busy." I giggle.
As we made it to the car we had driven here with, Carlos unattached his arm from my shoulder so I could hop in the back. Lando came in next, then George. Carlos and Alex sat in the front, Carlos driving -- as this was his car that he rented.
"Do you guys want to go back to the hotel? Or do you want to stop somewhere and get something eat?" He asks us. "We still got time to kill, so sure." The passenger replies, looking over at us three in the back.
"I'm starving." I mutter.
"We can go somewhere." Lando says, all eyes were now on George as he hasn't said anything. A small grumble came from his stomach which gave Carlos his answer. "Fast food or a restaurant?"
"I'm craving something meaty.. a burger." The brit next to me says. "You want a burger? In France?" The other brit from beside him says, appalled at his answer. "I do too actually. A burger sounds nice." Alex buds in, earning a glare from George. "But you can get a burger anywhere around the world! Wouldn't you guys want to get something thats.. French?"
"Don't you guys have a restriction as to what you can eat?" I then ask, ignoring George's point.
"Yes we do, but today is our cheat day." Alex says and gives me a wink. "Burgers it is then."
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