LOU !

"perfect, then come in." you push yourself out of the way and lead him into your apartment, the same one you were heavily cleaning not even two minutes ago. Your playlist is still running in the background, and lying on the floor are the cables of the microphones you'll use for the podcast.

"Again I'm sorry it's just that I haven't been the most dedicated to cleaning in the past days and of course I always push to the deadline so..."

"again, no worries, I got it, my apartment's a mess... you need help ?" he asks pointing to the cables.

"don't, it's my mess and you're the invitee, just sit on the couch and make yourself comfortable I guess ? I'll get dressed and come back to you and those cables."

Ten minutes later, you come back to a Lando Norris chilling in your couch, the cables detangled and ready to be plugged.

"You told me to make myself at home, and to be honest, at home I also detangle cables so... I just followed your advice if you think about it" he answers.

"You're insufferable... but thanks Lando."

Yeah, your heart was beating way too fast for someone who just detangled some cables. You were so screwed.

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yn.leclerc: found that thing called a man chilling on my couch, decided to make a podcast with him ? hallway's talk new episode available in 2 days !

comments...

yn.leclerc: and everyone say : thanks laannddoooo

-> lando.norris : thanks meeeeee

lando.norris: seriously it was so cool, thank ynnnnnnn liked by the author

user837120: OH MY GOD ?

-> user732038: yesssss, it's going to be fire

user35230: mind you they're only 21

-> user97304: they just became legal ???

user631039: I'm so hyped

🌟compilation and landoyn moments from hallway's talk !!!

"Do you always wear clothes related to racing cars and your job ?" you ask, eying his LN4 hoody, then his Quadrant shirt and to finish his McLaren sockets.

"Why, want some ?" he answers bluntly, "I have a new collection coming up soon."

"I mean... I wouldn't say no to some papaya in my closet."

"So, you do that for fun ?" Lando asks, pointing to the camera to mention the podcast.

"I mean it's my job."

"Yeah, but you're also on Youtube and Twitch."

"You're stalking me now ?" you ask with a smirk, making him blush.

"No but like, I've watched some of your stuff and it's very different from that podcast."

"Yeah... I'm trying to be professional here."

"I invented a game especially for you, it's based on The Price Is Right but it's The Number Is Right."

"Okay, how do we play ?"

"I have to guess the number of points remaining on your driving license."

At that, Lando only laugh.

"Okay, let's do this."

"You have.... 4 points left."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW ?!"

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO LOSE SO MANY ?!"

"Yeah, and I guess you have 0 !"

"I have my 12 points."

"WHAT ?!"

"Ok yn, stay calm, nothing too serious here... just Lando Freaking Norris that started to follow you back on instagram after you stalked his account every single night to see him and drool over him because he's sexy as fuck..." you say while pacing in your apartment, your phone thrown away on your couch after you received the notification and told Charles.

"I should just disappear, change name, country, language... I'm fluent in French and English, and I know some words in Italian, I can totally master my grand departure."

"Or I should just ignore that, yeah, I could do that. I mean, I'm friends with other drivers; Charles follows me, Max follows me..." you stop ranting, searching for more drivers in your mind "Charles is my brother and Max is following me back just by principle because I went on his yacht four times."

You are stopped from continuing by a new notification on your phone. Curious, you go take it, only yo see that

"Fucking hell... I'm cursed... I should've never made fun of that clairvoyant on my for you page..."

You check your phone and start to finally act like a normal adult would do in this situation: keep living your life as it was. 3 notifications aren't going to suddenly change every little aspect of your life... right ?

So you like his comment and lock your phone, ready to just forget about that.

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yn.leclerc: life lately !!!!!

comments...

arthur.leclerc: why do I look like this on every of your post ?

-> charles.leclerc: yeah I agree with him for once

-> yn.leclerc: because I love bullying u brothers

-> arthur.leclerc : what do you mean for once ??

-> yn.leclerc : u'r always wrong ????

max.verstappen: great choice of beverage

-> yn.leclerc : I know duh

user629729: girl, did you cover the name in PAPAYA ???

-> yn.leclerc: ... i pled the 5th

user63203: i wanna know the next HT invitee.

-> user 832003: she announced it yet ?

-> user532902: no...

user36203: yeah ! congrats !!!

user73274: when's the next episode ???

-> yn.leclerc: trying to do two in a month ?? maybe one for the beginning though, I'm famous but not that much...

user63200: who's the next invitee ??

-> yn.leclerc: harry styles !!!!

-> user63200: OH MY GOODDDDDDD

-> yn.leclerc: yeah no i'm kidding I don't know anyone who wants to be in it.

For sure that couldn't be true... why would Lando want to be in your podcast ? But you couldn't keep ignoring him because well, at the end of the day, you still needed a new person to podcast with.

So you did what you had to do... you messaged him back.

user27891: I just know their life must be something to handle

-> user6329: no one else can handle it like they do

user9455: wonder how she's still single ?

-> user53620: I VOLUNTER

-> charles.leclerc: really don't, run while you still can

user936230: funny how she always tell us about her crushes, but she doesn't want to talk about the new one 🤔

-> user3568: maybe it's because this one's real, like she can actually talk to them

->user865267: true, most of her crushes are fictional or twice her age

->yn.leclerc: not true, last that I heard, aaron hotchner isn't that old

user08638: for once a true influencer who stay herself liked by author

user93720: your editing skills will always be famous

🌟 compilation of charlesyn moments from her last podcast episode

the recording has just started, nothing felt too real for now, and of course, yn had to ruin the calm atmosphere.

"Do you want a bigger mic for your big ass mouth or this one will do ?"

cut to Charles deadass face who wonders why he said yes.

"Have you ever asked yourself why we had ours names ?" yn asked, feeling comfortable enough to be herself for real.

"Because mom and dad named us ?"

"Yeah duh, but like, why the arthurian names ? I don't understand that part of the deal." she looks up and down to him. "I mean you're not very chilvarous, when I look at you."

"Yep, I don't fit the name, you do though... Guenièvre is really fitting you."

"I always thought it was a name that a prostitute could have...you know, stage name."

"I don't think any night club would want you."

"I dance beautifully."

For only answer, Charles looks straight to the camera.

"You should tell your complex apartment to had more parking spaces, I couldn't find one." Charles declares after drinking some water.

"... you literally live two streets away from here, couldn't you have walk I don't know ?"

"How am I supposed to-"

"Don't Charles, you're really deceiving me and the planet." she cuts him.

"I can give you his number if you want..." Charles says lowly, as if trying to be discreet while he was literally recording a podcast.

"Who ?"

"La-"

"Yep no, you're not doing the wingman with me."

"But I want you to be happy !"

"Who says I'm not ?"

"yn, you know I love you sister, but the only social life you have is with the old lady on your floor."

"And ? She needs company !"

"So do you !"

"Charles ! I... he's not even aware of my existence."

"Trust me, he is."

"He doesn't follow me on instagram !"

"He would if you just... porte tes couilles merde !"

"Easy to say."

"Just... you have the Monaco GP for you to see him."

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yn.leclerc: don't worry big bro, you'll have it next time ❤️ congrats for the other I guess ?

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user97392: the way she hugged him when he saw he couldn't start the race

->user6320: real bond here

user97320: monaco babyyyyy

user73529: are we going to be happy once ???

charles.leclerc: at least he got a podium... bold of you to post him like that

-> yn.leclerc : delete that immediately

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user93620: WHO IS HE ???

And you were even more sure of it when he had to left in the middle of your first date - the one he had to postpone three times because of short staffing - because of an emergency at the hospital. Jack apologized, made sure to pay for the dinner he never got the chance to eat, and left you, promising a new date and to call him when you come home.

To say you weren’t disappointed was a euphemism, you shred a tear or two at the sight of happy couples and when your meals came, you just ask them for take away and left too. You couldn’t bear to stay alone in such a place, surrounded by love and happiness while you were trying not to break down.

So you came back home, ate some of your restaurant leftovers that didn’t taste the same without the right atmosphere and Jack, and felt asleep real soon, the text you sent Jack still unread, hour after sending it.

You realized it wasn’t meant to be when he answered the next day, while you were in the middle of your lunch break at the office, eating some cookies Phyllis baked. It was a simple text, no mention of your earlier date, nor your next one. Just a “great, have a nice day”.

You didn't text back, knowing he was surely already asleep after pulling a surprised shift, and just when you wanted to text something back, you didn’t know what. You didn’t want to seem too obsessed with him, or a woman who was alone and miserable in her life. So you stayed silent, knowing your place in his life. You wanted to forget him, and let him forget you as well.

It was, as usual, not in the mind of your coworkers, because of course, the next week, Michael ran over Meredith in his car. Some went immediately see her, and the others waited for the end of the work day to see her, just like you did.

You waited 5:30 to leave the office, beaming your goodbye to everyone before driving to the hospital. You stayed with her for an hour, trying to catch her up on everything and help her with some things she needed done. Once the nurses came to help her shower, you decided to leave, trying to be as careful as possible, to not disturb the medical staff.

But of course you had to stumble into Jack in the parking lot.

When he saw you, his eyes widened before he took back a neutral expression, walking towards you, his backpack dangling for his shoulder. He was already in his black scrubs, and gosh why did they have to be so tight around his biceps ? You didn’t realize you were in front of him until he cleared his throat.

“Hi” he said, looking you up and down, to either see if you were hurt or just to check you out. “What are you doing here ?”

“Michael ran over Meredith this morning, so I came to see her.”

“Wha- How ?” he asked, then realized. “Do I wanna know ?”

“He just didn’t see her when he arrived at the office, think he was listening to some Britney Spears or something. That’s Michael.”

“Is she okay ?”

“Oh no yeah, she’s fine. Just broke her coccyx I think. She just needs rest and to stay away from Michael, just like everybody else in this office.”

“Yeah, I guess.” he stayed silent for a bit, then, when he saw you weren’t going to say something back, decided to do it.

“I, uh, you didn’t text back…”

You looked down, the realization that the conversation you wanted to ignore was happening really scared you. “I didn't want to bother you, you had a lot to do and I'm sure you don’t want to add more trauma and overprotection for me.”

“What are you talking about ?”

“Jack, come on. You work thirty hours a day and I barely work for weeks ! I sell paper ! We’re complete opposite. You need someone who challenges you and is as much as a hyperactive as you are.” you really looked at him, pain showing in your eyes. “I'm not the one for you.”

“Are you on something? Did Michael also ran you over and you need a head CT to confirm head trauma ?”

“Jack I'm serious.”

“And so am I !” He stepped closer to you. “You didn’t text back because of that ?”

“And you didn’t text back either !”

“Yeah ! Because I'm an old man who's really into a woman he shouldn't be attracted to because she’s half his age and is the definition of sweetness !”

You two stopped talking for a bit, just looking at each other for real.

“Are we two idiots who are into each other without having been on a full date and too afraid to commit ?” you asked, your hands coming to his torso.

“I think so… and I'm sorry about the date.”

“I know, it’s your job. I'm not mad.” At that, he send you a look of ‘are you for real ?’ and you rolled your eyes. “Okay fine I'm a bit mad, but it’s nothing a second first date can’t fix.”

“So, we’re going to have a second first date ?”

“Yeah, if you want to. But I really want to.”

“Then a second first date it is. I can’t promise you I won’t be called in the middle of it, but I assure you that I'll be there.”

“For now that perfect. Now go save some life Dr. Abbot. I’ll text you.” you kiss his cheek and retreated back.

“Breakfast tomorrow after my shift and before you go to work ?”

“That sounds perfect.”