Wrong Number, Right Turn: An Oscar Piastri fic

Wrong Number, Right Turn: An Oscar Piastri fic

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Fanfic
Formula 1
Alternate Universe (AU)
Original Character (OC)
Famous Figure: Athlete
UNDER EDITING "You know you're insufferable, right?" Alex muttered, arms crossed. Oscar grinned, unbothered. "And yet, you're still here talking to me." She rolled her eyes. "That's only because no one else can roast Lando properly." "Sure," he said softly, leaning just close enough to make her pulse skip, "keep telling yourself that." ___________________________________________________________________ What started as a wrong number spiraled into late-night roasts, inside jokes, and the world's strangest accidental friendship. Alexandria "Alex" Carver never asked to be thrown into a Formula 1 group chat-but walking away now might be even harder than staying. Especially when Oscar Piastri seems determined to get past every wall she hides behind. ___________________________________________________________________ Note: I don't know any of the real-life characters, this is just my impression of them! Their behaviors and words in the story don't mean anything about how they act in real life.
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