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Lando
pick up the phone u twat
ik u and alex are hanging out rn
i saw his insta story
so pick up the phone knobhead and tell me where ur at
Like many things in Lando Norris' life, he can chalk his issues up to the fault of one George William Russell. The man who had promised to meet him at this art session, considering George was the one who found it and booked it for the two of them. Lando wasn't opposed to going to activities on his own, but he did, despite acting the ever-extrovert, find it hard sometimes to slot into groups and find his footing when starting with socialising. George had offered— Lando, at the time, had been touched by such a sweet display of friendship and camaraderie. Now he stood at the entrance to the art studio, alone, and he realised how stupid he had been to fall for George's fake kindness.
He stood staring at the sign to the class, bold, letting all swirl in cursive and thick lines taped to the door.
Nude model drawing sessions
George had never told him it would be a nude model— he'd told him it was a fun drawing session, and Lando maybe expected a fruit bowl, some inanimate objects stacked in a way where he could haphazardly sketch away. Drawing wasn't his forte, he liked photography most, but he wasnt opposed to trying new things, and the idea he could add a little spark to his life right now considering he was trying to find his footing after the breakup, and every day was the same cycle of going to work to then go home and maybe play a video game as he daydreamed aboylut all the photography he could be doing.
George had never specified that it was a nude model drawing class.
George was also conveniently not answering any of Lando's calls or messages right now.
He contemplated turning around and leaving, forgetting about it— if it cost money, then George paid for it, so it wouldn't be coming from his pocket. Lando did not have the experience to be doing nude drawings right now, and the last thing he needed as a distraction from the train wreck of his last relationship (that he was desperately trying not to think about) was looking at naked people.
"Hi hun, you here for the class?"
Lando turned around, a sweet-looking older woman, crows' feet crinkling as she smiled warmly at him, and nodded towards the door.
"I—" Lando's mouth, full of cotton, stumbled to think of a potential excuse, "my friend booked it, and I didn't know it would be. Well, you know…" he trailed off, gesturing to the sign.
The woman laughed lightly, "Ah, so it's your first time, everyone is always a little nervous and awkward on their first class, why don't I show you in and you can get a seat and set up? We have supplies if you need them."
And how could Lando say no? This older woman, perhaps in her late sixties, seemed genuine and kind and was being gentle enough, but not patronising that Lando felt embarrassed for feeling awkward.
So instead of trying to grasp onto any of the potential excuses, he nodded meekly, "Yes. Okay."
"Wonderful, it'll be lovely to have you! A shame your friend couldn't make it, but I won't complain with one fresh face, it's been a while since anyone new has wanted to join," she explained as she fished out a key, unlocking the door, "I'm Barbara. Shirley is usually here with me to open up, but she's had to pick up Vera since she's just had her cataracts done and can't drive for the time being."
Lando listened along, realising those are names he subconsciously linked to older women— and he was sure cataracts were something that got worse as you grew older. He tried not to consider the fact that he may be the youngest here by a mile and focused on gingerly setting up quietly, taking the supplies Barbara handed him.
He wasn't wrong with his assumptions. Lando was the youngest by a mile. It wasn't a large group, just six, now seven if you included Lando. Barbara was the first one he met, Shirley with Vera close behind, as soon as Lando started setting up. Vera pinched Lando's cheek when she saw him, and he suddenly felt twelve again, being cooed at by grandparents, being told he was such a sweet young gentleman. Ethel and Elizabeth were twins, and the only way Lando could tell them apart was the haircuts, Ethel with a short chop, dyed every colour of the rainbow, and Elizabeth with long, grey hair that she came with down past her shoulders but quickly pulled it up into a bun as she prepped her station. Then, finally was Florence, but her friends called her Flo, and she insisted Lando did too, paint somehow already brushed along her cheekbone.
Lando felt out of his depth, surrounded by older women who clearly knew what they were doing, whereas Lando had never really attempted to draw a person in his entire life. Maybe when he was a kid, he liked to doodle, he would constantly fill his school books with scribbly drawings that had the teachers telling his parents at parents' evening he needed to focus more on the lessons, but he didn't have an ounce of the talent or practice these women had.
Though none of them seemed to mind, all pleasant as they got to know Lando, his plan of being as inconspicuous as possible went out the window when they decided they wanted to get to know the newest member.
The only thing he could hold onto was the fact he assumed it would be some old bloke or woman coming in as the model— he wasn't sure whether that eased the underlying, buzzing nerves, but it helped a little to not imagine someone his age cruising through the door. He felt that may be akward. All he had to do was power through this one lesson, politely explain as to why he may not be coming back, and be on his way.
However, the person who entered through the door was not some old, random man. He had a rucksack slung over one shoulder, slightly ruffled hair in a gentle curled swoop across his forehead, the back of it shaggy against the nape of his neck.
No, instead it was a guy around Lando's age, with a meek smile as he nodded in greeting, crossing over the room into a corner where he left his belongings, with eyes, soft around the edged, that seemed to twinkle under the lighting, and as he immediately started shrugging his t-shirt off, Lando couldn't help but stare at the frekles dotted across pale skin.
Then he felt his cheeks warm, and turned to try and fiddle with the handful of pencils he'd gathered, and made a point not to stare any longer.
This was fine. This was so, so, totally fine.
The model did not introduce himself— Lando wasn't sure whether that was not a normal practice or not, and he wasn't about to ask. Besides, he didn't need to put a name to the face (or the dick he was about to see, he realised with a rush up his spine) because he would never, realistically, see this bloke again.
Instead, the model, somehow the quickest man to ever take his clothes off, approached the centre of the circle of easels with such confidence that Lando almost didn't look down, focused on his chiselled features and the soft curve of his lips instead.
Almost, being the keyword.
People around him were giving him orders, telling him how to pose, starting to sketch away, and Lando—
Well, Lando couldn't stop staring at the guy's cock.
People were chatting, the model twitsted around at one point, and instead, Lando was being given an eyeful of sculpted ass instead, still too shocked to even let the pencil take him away across the paper.
He heard the model talk, an Australian accent punctuating his questions, asking if his poses were okay, wondering if they needed anything more from him.
It wasn't until the second turn around, the bloke coming face to face with Lando now, their eyes meeting, that Lando finally, finally, moved into action.
Perhaps it was because of the honey brown irises, bronze rings around the pupils that bore into Lando's soul. There was acknowledgement, there had to be, because the only two men in their mid twenties in the room had finally locked eyes and now Lando was hurriedly grabbing his pencil and making a point not to stare too long at the model when going back to the paper.
This was not fine, actually. This was so, so, totally not fine.
By the time the session ended, Lando had a small scrawl in the corner of his A3 sheet, tiny in comparison to what was dotted around the room.
Then, to his horror, when the model dressed, he started making his way around the room to look at each individual piece.
Lando curled in on himself, head bowed, and hoped the pathetic stance he found himself in was enough to keep the model moving. He was too beautiful to be sullied by Lando's shit drawing, and Lando had been too distracted to put any effort into it.
The model said nothing; he stayed long enough that Lando peeked out from under his curls, caught a glimpse of those ambered, earthy eyes again, cheeks dusted pink, the smallest hint of a teasing smirk gracing his lips, before he was on his way.
Lando was going to murder George.
Though he could not focus on that thought for too long, nor could he watch carefully to see what the model was doing, because one of the women was approaching him. Elizabeth, Lando reminded himself as the woman stopped, looking over to the shoddy sketch. The only one he managed to do, shaky and faint with how nervous he had been, how unsure if his would live up to the expectations of those around him.
"I like what you've done with the soft lines," she complimented.
"It's shit, Elizabeth."
"No, it's yours, and you made it with your own hands," she corrected, "regardless of level, it is wonderful."
"I am more of a photographer, you know," he had no idea why he was telling her this, why it was so easy to open up— perhaps kindly old women were just very easy to talk to. "I don't do much drawing."
Vera, from just off to the side, stopped packing her belongings away, "You will have to show us, Lando."
"I— well—"
"I'll add you to our group chat, how about that!" Barbara offered, "Shirley helped make it and set it up. It allows us all to organise events and share anything, and then you can send us some of your work."
If Lando agreed, he knew he would be back for another drawing session. Whether or not the naked model would be there as well, he wasn't sure, but the thought crossed his mind, one about seeing fair skin kissed with freckles, of swooping hair and a warming smile.
He swallowed away the feelings, forcing down the lump that formed in his throat when the thoughts held a bitter edge to them, the memories of what he had tried to do, tried to be, clouding the uneasy emotions settling in his chest.
"Alright," he agreed, "yeah. Why not?"
By the time he looked back around the room, the model was gone.
After he left that day, he was added to a chat that flashed on his phone screen as old but gold, and Lando ended up sharing some of his favourite photos he'd taken, mildly surprised by how many different emojis a group of old women could use to compliment his work. George hadn't messaged back (the bastard), and with the rest of his evening free, he sat down in his living room, pencils scattered over the coffee table, and filled some copier paper he had lying around with an embarrassingly large quantity of sketches, all done from the memory of muscles and body from today.
He tried not to think too long about the model— the model he didn't even know the name of— as he went to sleep later that night, drawings all folded and tucked away in a notebook, hidden in only a place he could find.
His alarm had woken him up. Briefly. Then perhaps, maybe, he fell back asleep again within five minutes.
Lando was perhaps, maybe, just slightly running late.
Max had called him twice, and to give Lando credit, he did answer the second time, half asleep as he crawled out of bed. It did not matter that he hung up as soon as he heard: Bob, where are you, mate? It's already gone nine— he was too focused on blundering out of bed and getting whatever fresh (ish) clothes he had lying around to slip into.
He chugged a monster and swallowed down a granola bar in two bites as he made his way from the car park to the shopping centre.
Midway through the second bite, he heard Daniel's jovial, booming voice call out to him.
"Lando! Perfect timing, let me introduce you to one of the new starters."
He recalled there was talk that the new people would be coming in the next week or so, but he had mostly sped read past that part of the convo. Though Lando was excited, like many of the others, as it had been a while since anyone new had joined their little cluster of stores. He turned, managing to wipe away any leftover crumbs from his makeshift breakfast, going to offer a smile to whoever this new guy next to Daniel was—
Then he stopped dead in his tracks.
Daniel's mouth was moving— no doubt he was exchanging names, something important that Lando should have perhaps been listening to, but there was just a humming buzz in his ears, eyes falling on the newest member of the FIA.
The guy from the nude drawing class.
The guy from the nude drawing class.
The first coherent thought Lando had was oh my God, I've seen this guy's cock.
The second was, oh my God, this guy knows I've seen his cock.
"Sorry, running late," he managed to squeak out, avoiding Daniel's furrowered brows and confused gaze, instead taking the briefest of moments to catch the stranger's eyes— the same ones he had stared at for too long yesterday, the body he had explored using pencil, the lines of his muscles he had mapped out, everything he had seen, all flashing behind Lando's own eyes. The stranger was looking right back at Lando, cheeks faintly flushed pink, the rose across the bridge of his nose a telltale sign that this wasn't a one-way recognition.
Lando waved, mustered up the most genuine smile he could, considering the circumstance, and hurried away before Daniel could stop him.
In fact, he did not say anything to Max as he entered the store, avoiding the pointed questions as to why he was late. Perhaps it was the way Lando's own face was maybe beet-red, and the fact that he only offered Zhou a quick, drive-by greeting, before stumbling into the back office, falling into a chair and pulling out his phone.
Foursome
Lando
Georg
r u here rn
in fia i mean
not like r u in the gc rn
George
Lando
Yes, I am at FIA
Why do you ask?
Lando
thought so
thought i saw u hanging out w alex earlier
George
Yes I was on my lunch break
Is there something you need?
Lando
YES
AND IT IS VERY IMPORTANT
U KNOW ABOUT NEW GUY
George
Ah the one that was being introduced today?
I read about that in the FIA group chat
Also, why are we yelling all of a sudden?
Alex
still crazy you managed to get into that gc considering you don't work here
Charles
He may as well
He spends more time here than at his actual work
George
I suppose Seb likes me enough to let me join
Lando
george
Alex
I think seb wants to offer you a job to be fair
George
At the florist?
Lando
GEORGE
Alex
nah at the strip club
of course at the florist where else would he offer
George
I don't need a job though?
Alex
🤨
Lando
GEORGEGEG
George
Alex what are you implying with that emoji? I have a perfectly fine job right now
Lando
Georg
Goerge
George
new guy
THE NAKED GUY IS THE NEW GUY
Alex
I feel like we've missed a few chapters here
George
Are you on about the new guy Daniel is introducing to people?
He's the naked guy?
Lando
time to flee the country
or just end it all
George
Don't be so dramatic Lan
Charles
So you two are just glossing over the fact that Lando is calling the newbie naked guy ???
Lando
maybe I can spontaneously combust
Alex
Big word
Lando
foest of all fuck you
second of all fuck you
Alex
You always have such a way with words lan <3
Lando
second of all max helped code an autocorrect thingy for my phone to help with long ass words
George
You already said "Second of all"
Alex
Verstappen??
Charles
why have we moved on from naked guy
lets talk about naked guy
Lando
no ofc not verstappen you idiot
fewtrell
when has max v ever shown any intrest or knowledge on technology like that
Alex
he is a slut for sim racing
Idk maybe that meant he was a tech wizz or something
Charles
the naked guy???? I am yelling at a brick wall
Lando
gonna say u called him a slut
Alex
do it I dare you
Lando
i will
Charles
NAKED?? GUY??
Lando
yes charles yes i see your messages
Charles
maybe someone could have responded
that would have been nice
George
I am back with intel
Alex
okay james bond I see you
Lando
I didnt even know you left
George
I am ignoring your rude remarks because I went over to talk to Daniel to learn about the naked guy
Alex
our saviour georgie coming in clutch with the intel 🙏
Charles
Please do explain who this naked man is
George
Oscar Piastri
Started work today at bits n bobs, Daniel apparently knew the guy for whatever reason
I think Daniel may have briefly known Oscar's old boss?
Or Seb definitely does, that's for sure
Alex
oh how the story thickens 🤨
George
Why are you like this?
Charles
I question that about all of you every day
Alex
Georgie boy hurry up and tell me more
also rude charles
Charles
Oh now you start seeing my messages?
Alex
George I want to know what seb has to do with this new guy
aka naked piastri
Lando
We are NOT calling him that
wtf alex
Alex
jokes on you I have my nicknames for everyone
naked piastri it is
George
Can I continue?
Alex
only if you stop beating around the bush and actually tell us
then yes
you certainly can
George
I don't know what the connection is between Seb and Oscar's old boss
Alex
BOOOOOOOO
you come to us with only HALF a meal
Charles
I hate to agree with Alex but if you must get the gossip
Then you get all of the gossip
Alex
you hate to agree with me?? 😔
Charles
I will ask Seb for more details
George
Sorry guys for not asking Seb and Daniel to give me the man's birth certificate whilst they were at it
I should be at work, by the way
Alex
you should be sorry
who cares about work your boss is a dick
George
Alex, please
Not right now
Alex
George
Charles
Seb would give me the birth certificate if I asked
Alex
yeah well thats because he sees you as a son
you could murder a man and Seb would be the first to support you
Kimi a close second
Charles
Yes
Good :)
Alex
charles have you murdered a man
Charles
:]
Alex
George I'm scared
hold me
George
No
Alex
rude 🥲
George
I come to you with my knowledge, albeit it is only a little knowledge, and I get belittled for not knowing Oscar's national insurance number by heart already
And, as I said, I should be at work
Alex
what DID you learn
and as I said your boss is a dick
I've not forgotten about this Georgie
George
His name
And that Seb (and maybe Daniel) knew his old boss
Alex
you ignoring my claims about your boss now hmm?
George
Yes
Charles
Is that all the information you managed to get?
Alex
I'll drop it
for now
did you at least get the old boss' name
George
Mark
Alex
what a boring name
Charles
You are literally called Alex
Alex
yeah and it's cool because it's short for alexander
whats mark short for?
Market stall?
Charles
You are not a real person
Alex
hmm yes
naked piastri and his old boss market stall
George
Lando you are awfully quiet
Lando
shutupgirge
Alex
he is isn't he
thinking about naked piastri are we 🫢
Lando
shutupalex
Charles
Oh
He is
Intersing
Lando
shutupcharles
Alex
🤨
Lando
guys george set me up
there is no reason to look into this
Charles
Will you be going again?
Lando
nocommetn
Alex
oh hello 🤨
Lando
SHUTUPALECIBJKX
Alex
🤫
Lando, Max
Lando
btw alex called u a slut
Max
What?
Lando What?
Damn, are we old?
Daniel
Lando was acting weird around Oscar
Seb
Weird how?
Daniel
We NEED to investigate
Jenson
Do we think they slept together?
Seb
Jesnse how many times do I have to tell you it is inappropriate to assume who has slept with whom in the workplace
Daniel
No no Seb
Jenson may be onto something
Jenson
Omg you think they fuckeddddddd
Seb
Guys
Kevin
Daniel get your ass back here and help me with this delivery
Daniel
No <3
Kevin
I'll throw all these bottles onto the floor
Nico
He will
Daniel
Seb tell the old married couple to stop ganging up on me :(
Seb
It's deserved
Daniel
:((((((
Valtteri
Lando was acting weird around Oscar? Is it a safety concern, or are you just guessing based on vibes?
Daniel
No no I don't think anyone is in danger
Kimi
✓
Valtteri
Yes I agree, that is at least good to know
Kevin
Daniel I am starting a countdown
Daniel
None of you guys are any fun
Lando looked all startled and there was some recognition in his eyes I swear
Then he raced off before we could even do proper introductions
And when I look back at Oscar he is blushing so hard
Jenson
Oh my God
Seb
They've fucked
Jenson
See! I am not crazy
Kevin
You totally are
Jenson
Shut up Kevin I can literally see you brandishing a full winebottle right now as a weapon
Daniel
Wait a minute
Kevin
What are you even doing in my store??? Do you not have work to do at the restaurant???
Fernando
We ran out of wine
Daniel
So your solution is to STEAL it from MY SHOP?
Fernando
Yes
Daniel
Jenson fight Kevin
Jenson
Kevin would win
Nico
Kevin would win
Fernando
Kevin would win
Kevin
I would win
Daniel
Seb I need you to back me up here
Seb
You should be at your own store to oversee this
Daniel
I show around the new guy and this is the thanks I get damn
I need to talk to some people who will actually care about whatever is going on between Oscar and Lando
Valterri
Just don't do anything stupid
Daniel
Oh Val
When have I ever done anything stupid?
I can see all you fuckers started typing at the same time
put your words away
Foursome
Charles
Wait we never found out why Oscar is the naked guy
Alex
omg yeah we didn't
Lando
well its geiorges fault
he booked it
Alex
George did you buy lando a stripper????
George
Of course I did not
Alex
well that's no fun is it
Charles
Then how did Lando see Oscar naked?
Lando
hes a nude model
for drawing
i was at a class
GEOREG was supposed to be there w me
George
You seem to have enjoyed it enough without me being there
Lando
only bc the old ladies r really nice
they added me to their gc
Charles
Hang on why did George set you up for a life drawing lesson
And then not show
Alex
and lando are you replacing us with some old women 😞
Lando
vera would never do this to me
Alex
damn already on first name basis we have been replaced 💔
Lando
also charles
george set it up idk
George
I thought it was just a drawing lesson to be honest
I was not aware that there would be a naked man posing in front of you
Lando
WELL WHERE WERE U
U DIDNT EVEN SHOW
George
Ah yes
Alex needed a lift to the vet
Lando
r u serious
Alex
I can't believe you drove me there KNOWING lando would be looking at some dudes cock
also is his cock nice lando 🤔
Lando
i am not answering that
Charles
That means yes definitely
Or no it was horrendous
Alex
well if he's going back is it not obvious
Lando
i am going back bc the old ladies love me
much nicer to me than u twats too
Alex
maybe the dick wasn't that good after all
Lando
i am leaving
Alex
just make sure you don't imagine naked piastri's cock next time you see him
Lando
i fucking hate it here
Daniel's super secret group chat
Daniel
gentlemen
I come to you today with a formal idea
A plan
An adventure
Pierre
Now what is this
Yuki
I am in
where do we need to go
who do we need to take care of
Pierre
Yuki are you assuming Daniel made this chat so we can go murder someone?
Yuki
yes
Jenson
Oh so this is what you meant when you said you needed to talk to other people about this
Daniel
Exactly!
I call it
Operation: Find what has happened between Oscar and Lando
Yuki
bit of a mouthful for a name
Daniel
I'd like to see you come up with a better one
Yuki
operation: landoscar
Daniel
fuck
Charles
Oh I see
Daniel
You see what Charles
spill
Charles
Intersting
Pierre
Charles knows something
Charles
No I do not
Peiree
Yes you do
Charles
Non
Daniel
Charles
Tell us what you know
Charles
There is no way out of this is there?
Peirre
No
Charles
Then I will make a compromise
Daniel
Oh?
Charles
Let me get more information first
Then I will report back
Yuki
seems fair
for now
Jenson
Yuki please don't threaten Charles
Yuki
you cant tell me what to do you are not my boss
Charles
No Yuki that would technically be me
Yuki
ah fuck
thats true
Daniel
Please if anyone has any gossip
Either operation landoscar or something else
Please let this chat know
Yuki
you are a whore for gossip
Daniel
Well yes
Someone has to keep the entertainment up around here
Alex, Max
Max
You called me a slut
Alex
no hi?? hello?? how are you??
Max
There are no manners used towards those who call me a slut
Alex
lando DID snitch the little bastard
Max
You're not denying it
Alex
I mean you are kind of a slut for sim racing
Max
Slut
Is not the word I would use
Alex
okay whore then
Max
Alex
Alex
Max
listen, you love sim racing blah blah blah sometimes you gotta slut it up for your favourite things
Max
Do you slut it up for your favourite things?
Alex
of course
like sometimes I'm a slut for cheesecake
sometimes I'm a slut for wine
Max
Sometimes you're a slut for George
Alex
woah woah woah there friendo
lets not start making accusations such as that
Max
Are you not a slut for George?
Alex
are YOU not a slut for Daniel?
Max
No?
Alex
🤨
Max
Don't look at me like that
Alex
max
you are so pining over daniel
Max
Pining?
Alex
yeah
like
in love and fawning over him and all love heart eyes and hanging onto every word he utters you never give any of us that attention
Max
Well you all annoy me a lot of the time
Daniel does not
Alex
🤨
Max
And sometimes Charles is okay too
Alex
charles doesn't count you two are best friends
with danny it's DIFFERENT
trust
Max
I do not trust
Alex
#trust
Max
#no?
Alex
going to screenshot this moment to commemorate the fact max verstappen sent me #no because I need the proof or no one would believe me
Max
I think you are being over the top
Alex
wait
you're distracting me
Max
Yes
And it was working
Alex
WAS being the keyword here friendo
Max
Stop calling me that
Alex
I'll stop calling you that when you admit you're a slut for daniel
Max
I am putting my phone down
Alex
I'll go tell daniel myself if that's what it takes
Max
And I will tell George
Alex
😐
fuck
touché
Max
Checkmate
Alex
not that there is anything there between me and george
we're just friends
Max
🤨
Alex
you can't use my own tricks against me
Max
Just did
Checkmate again
Alex
Arghshjwjwjwbwn
I'll be back for round two friendo
and I'll queen's gambit your ass
or whatever other chess term I could use to say I got you
just you wait
I'll figure this all out
Daniels super secret group chat
Daniel
Charles have you found anything out
Charles
Daniel it has been five minutes since we last used this group chat
Daniel
I need to know if they have fucked
Charles
Pardon?
Yuki
fucking is when two people go at it
ik you wouldn't get it charles but I can explain it in more detail if you need
Charles
Yuki I know what fucking is
Yuki
hmm
Charles
Yuki
You do not spend an eternity living with Pierre and not experience the horror sounds
Pierre
Bro?
What did I ever do to you to be called out like that?
Yuki
ah yes the peirresteban extravaganza
Daniel
Do you just create mash-ups for every relationship?
Yuki
yes
the list is growing
Charles
I don't want to see this list
Yuki
suit yourself
Peirre
Yeah suit yourself charles
I do
Yuki
will send it
Daniel
we are getting sidetracked
Jenson
Yes you should all be working right now
Daniel
Jenson it is as quiet as quiet can be on a tuesday morning
Charles go find out if landoscar have fucked
Charles
Why must it always be me?
Charles, Lando
Charles
Can I ask you a question?
Lando
no
Charles
I will ask anyway
Have you and Oscar met outside of the drawing session
Lando
charles what r u even trying rn
what does this mean
Charles
We are friends
Can I not just ask my lovely friend a question?
Lando
no
Charles
Well then?
You and Oscar did not meet after the drawing session?
Lando
?????
no
charles what
Charles
Okay interesting
Lando
is it?????
Daniel's super secret group chat
Charles
The report says no
Daniel
Dammit
Charles
But never say never
Pierre
Oh?
Charles
I have a sixth sense for these types of things
It is the aroace in me
Yuki
how would that even work
Charles
I am not revealing my secrets
I just know
Daniel
You know what Charles
I can see what you are putting down
And I like where this is going
Jenson
This may be a very stupid idea Daniel
Daniel
Well are you in or not?
Jenson
Of course I'm in
Daniel
Knew it
Operation landoscar isn't dead yet