SHIRT, charles leclerc

FOURTY - THREE, lingering stares

@georginageo: 😍😍😍
- @juliettebianchi: ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

@danielricciardo: whose garage are you gonna be in??
- @landonorris: interesting question 🤔
- @lewishamilton: u should come to the merc garage with neymar
- @juliettebianchi: NEY'S COMING?? WHY DIDNT HE TELL ME?

@brunamarquezine: see u soon babe😘
- @juliettebianchi: AHHH BRU I MISSED U SM!! u better be by my side the whole GP🤭🤭

@gabriel_ackley: hope to see u on my side of the garage😁
- @juliettebianchi: bold of you to assume i'm even gonna be in the ferrari garage
*LIKED BY CHARLES LECLERC*
@landonorris: ouch man🫣

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Friday had arrived, casting its enchantment upon the atmosphere of the Monaco Grand Prix.

It was free practice day, so it was considered more of a chill day. Juliette found herself immersed in a leisurely ambiance. Strolling alongside Suki, her PR manager, they wandered around the paddock, Juliette's hum echoing throughout the surroundings.

A strange sensation tinged her, it was weird walking around the paddock in her usual Ferrari Polo. But, since she wasn't officially driving this weekend, she didn't feel the need to sport it.

So, she opted for an outfit that enveloped her. She donned a black, tennis skirt, and accompanied it with a white-button up blouse that definitely wasn't hers, and was way too big.

To Juliette's surprise, Suki informed her that she did have some duties to tend to on the paddock today. Even though she was considered a 'guest'. One of them, was an anxiety enducing one-on-one meeting with Mattia Binotto. Suki told her that she would also be there. Juliette couldn't help but think that it was nothing good.

Juliette sighed, before speaking up. "What do you think Mattia's gonna talk to us about?"

Suki huffed, running a hand through her jet-black hair. "Honestly, since he hasn't been very kind to you this season. I don't think it'll be good. But, don't fret, you're set with Mercedes next season." Suki patted a comforting hand on Juliette's shoulder.

Juliette pursed her lips, before chewing leisurely on the inside of her cheek, millions of possible scenarios engrossed her mind as her nerves started to spike.

What was Mattia gonna tell her?

Is it something bad? Something good?

She didn't know.

Her gaze lifted, scanning the paddock in search of familiar faces, yearning for a moment of solace with a friend before having to deal with Mattia.

Juliette's eyes fixated on her teammate's familiar eyes.

He was already staring at her, while engaged into a conversation with Pierre.

His piercing emerald eyes, bore into hers, conveying a mixture of sadness and tension. His tongue brushed over his lips before he whispered something to Pierre, who swiftly turned his head to meet Juliette's gaze.

Pierre's eyes widened ever so slightly, offering a hesitant wave, attempting to remain civil with Juliette.

Those were precisely the two people she wanted to avoid, and so she did.

And if you knew Juliette well, then you knew that she was good at avoiding.

She deftly veered to the side, leading a bewildered Suki through the narrow path between the Renault and Red Bull motorhomes.