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    Wilson kills himself slowly. No one notices.

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    01 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    The next one minute of Carlos' life plays out like this: he takes the picture held out for him, a glossy print of a van and two men inside it, and examines it, like he hasn't seen it multiple times by now.

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    25 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    Ferrari's favorite son. That's what they called his teammate as he crossed the finish line first in the US Grand Prix, his third victory of the year. Carlos tries his hardest not to mind. After all, it's not a brand-new information for him. He has always been Ferrari's favorite son, even though it isn't always said out loud.
    Still, it stings...

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    Carlos looks back at his relationship with his team and more importantly, with his teammate.

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    22 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 21

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    Carlos keeps pretending. Lando keeps noticing. Eventually, pretending stops.

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    Everyone thinks Carlos is complicated. Lando knows he's not.

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    22 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 48

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    The first shaky clip was filmed from the passenger seat of a rental van. Charles complained about Baku—mhm, Oscar could relate—before turning the camera towards the driver.

    “Where are we, Carlos?”

    Carlos glanced over briefly, smiling despite the hour, hands on the wheel, hair a mess from travel. He looked bright-eyed and comfortable in that way Oscar knew by heart. 

    “The middle of Italy,” he said. 

    Both of them started laughing, overtired enough to find the situation funny instead of inconvenient. The caption showed under the video. Best chauffeur in town. 

    Yeah. Oscar bet he was.

    OR: Oscar had a bad weekend in Baku, made all the worse by his situationship riding back with Charles fucking Leclerc.

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    22 Jun 2026