"Remember when you were little and believed in fairy tales? What were your main dreams? The white dress or the prince charming. In bed, with your eyes closed, having deep confidence. They were so real that you could almost touch them but, over time, you grow up. One day they open their eyes and the story is gone. Many people need support and have to believe in something. The problem is that it is difficult to leave that fairy world because almost everyone still has that tiny piece of hope, of trust, and hope one day, to open your eyes and see the dream come true "
📌 China Grand Prix, July 19th
The over 10-hour flight from Segovia to Shanghai remained a nightmare in Sophia's head. Of course, it was not the first time that he faced that kind of travel but, after more than 2 weeks of break, at home, in the full relaxation that he had been asking for for months, returning to work resembled a real nightmare.
She often fell asleep on the plane but almost every 2 hours she woke up from the sudden anxiety that kept her company. Moreover, just because the return to the engines was not enough, the flight also delayed and therefore, all the desire to sleep soundly could not have it. She checked the phone every 5 minutes for any communications, in addition to having already communicated the delay herself.
He should have had an interview with Daniel just as soon as he set foot on Chinese soil. From the series: "welcome back to work". But despite this, her 'little' dream remained true since she was little. He certainly could not complain about it.
Daniel? he thought about him a lot while on vacation at home. Although Erik had told her that they had practically wasted years in not declaring themselves, Sophia was already feeling far ahead in her path which is life, but accepted willingly the confession of her friend. The following days passed more and more frenetic. The group of friends spent time together most days. And, most nights, Sophia and Tomas played the 'most beautiful game in the world': drink or truth.
Luckily, at home there was never a bottle of vodka, strictly peach, as Tomas always liked. Sophia preferred it to strawberry but, for the love of her brother, she adapted. They became one mirror of the other thanks to this game. They knew all the darker secrets of the person before them. Of course many times they drank not to answer, or simply drank because they wanted to get drunk a little.
Sophia smiled in flight at those sweet memories, observing Europe below her. She had always liked to travel even though, in her work, she didn't have much time to travel around the most beautiful capitals in the world. He was satisfied with the people he met, with the new traditions he came across and with the love for that sport. It was just missing ...
«Yes?»
«Sophia, where are you? They are all waiting for you »
«I swear I'm coming, the plane landed a few minutes ago. Did you get my ... »
«Yes, I received it and I have already warned that you would be late for just cause but now hurry up because the conference cannot be delayed much»
«Run fast»
Rebecca called her as soon as her superiors asked her where her colleague was. He covered her most of the time, but now her friend would have had to work miracles to get there on time.In the meantime, the drivers chosen for the pre-weekend conference, including Daniel, lined up for the usual photo and positioned themselves on the established place. Everything was ready to start, the direct cameras were positioned, the translators positioned themselves on the sides, the photographers on the bottom and the journalists all arrived ... or almost ...
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"My Wonderwall" | Daniel Ricciardo - 🇬🇧
Fanfiction"There are many things that I Would like to say to you but I don't know how... 《Whatever happens, I've already won something in my life. You 》 ...Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me And after all, you're my wonderwall"
