everything has changed ➺ charles leclerc

twenty-two - angeli

We continue to banter, sharing stories and memories of our past adventures. Heidi and Lewis engage in a friendly debate about the best local cuisine, while Kika and Pierre exchange playful banter in their native languages, their words carrying a sense of flirty charm.

The night becomes a tapestry of shared experiences and shared laughter. We revel in each other's company, cherishing the unique dynamics and connections that make our group so special.

Carmen raises her glass, her eyes shining with excitement. "Remember that time in Monaco when we had that impromptu race on scooters? I thought I was going to crash into a lamppost, but somehow we all made it out alive!"

I nod, a wide grin spreading across my face. "Oh, how could I forget? We almost landed in the hospital!"

The stories flow freely, intertwining with laughter and animated gestures. The night feels alive, brimming with energy and the indescribable feeling of being surrounded by people who understand and accept you fully.

In the midst of it all, I find myself surrounded by the warmth and support of my friends. Mick, by my side, offers a reassuring squeeze of my hand, his eyes filled with understanding and unwavering support.

"Angeli! How drunk are you on a scale of 'Completely Sober' to 'I'll let you listen to some of my songs'?" Heidi calls out from beside Daniel.

I chuckle, feeling the alcohol coursing through my veins, adding a playful twinkle to my eyes. "Well, Heidi, let's just say I'm well past 'Completely Sober' and approaching the 'I'll let you listen to some of my songs' territory."

The group erupts in cheers and applause, eager to hear the music I've been pouring my heart into. They gather around me, forming a circle of anticipation and curiosity.

Daniel, ever the music enthusiast, can hardly contain his excitement. "This is it, folks! We're about to witness Angeli's musical genius firsthand. Brace yourselves!" I take a deep breath and open my phone, searching for the files containing the songs I've been working on. As I navigate through the folders, the group leans in closer, their eagerness palpable in the air.

"Alright, here we go," I announce, a mixture of nerves and excitement coursing through me. "This first song is called 'because i liked a boy'."

The familiar melody fills the space, accompanied by the heartfelt lyrics that encapsulate the pain I felt that day in Mick's hotel room reading comments on posts. The room falls into a hushed silence, the weight of the words hanging in the air.

As the first few notes dance through the speakers, a hush falls over the group, the lyrics washing over them like a bittersweet confession. Each word resonates deeply, evoking a range of emotions from empathy to reflection.

Lily's eyes widen as she catches the weight of the lyrics, her gaze shifting between me and Charles. She reaches out to grab Kika's hand, a silent understanding passing between them.

Mick's jaw tightens, his expression a mix of sympathy and regret. He squeezes my hand tighter, offering his silent support as the words weave their way into our shared memories.

Daniel, with his passion for music, listens intently, his eyes welling up with tears. He taps his foot to the rhythm, his admiration for the raw honesty in the song evident on his face.

Heidi's lip quivers as she looks at m at Carmen. The lyrics hit close to home, revealing the consequences of choices made.

As the song progresses, I can see the recognition dawning on their faces. The once lively atmosphere takes on a more introspective tone as they realize the true meaning behind the lyrics, the girls looking at me sadly as I'm sure they've experienced the same thing.