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Lando is hungry. It’s all he’s ever known, hunger for the podium, for the trophies, for the speed, for his teammate. And he’s tired of living in the shadow of prodigy Max Verstappen, always a step behind and an upgrade late, except with this. This, he can finally have. God, it feels so good to have something that Formula 1’s golden boy wants, doesn’t it?
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22 Jan 2026
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It’s not until Oscar has been lulled into the comfortability of their conversation that he sees it, when Logan shifts and his phone tips in a new direction, towards his nightstand, where he has—
“Mate,” Oscar says, a bit instinctual. The back of his neck is hot, and he’s flustered, but he’s mostly— “Do you have a— what is that?”
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21 Jul 2025
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Lance has the Hanahaki disease. No one knows, and Lance was fine with keeping it that way. The pods were killing the flowers as they bloomed, anyway, and he figured he could stretch several more years out of his life like that. But after the castle-ship blows up and the team is forced to travel to Earth in their lions, the disease starts getting a whole lot worse, a whole lot faster.
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13 Jan 2026
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Not just any stranger, either. Max Verstappen is standing in front of Oscar, holding the door open with one arm casually resting against it, a small, unnervingly knowing smile on his face as he seemingly waits for Oscar to say something.
“Uh,” is all Oscar can manage.
Max Verstappen laughs a bit, and Oscar is almost positive that he’s about to wake up in bed, with his mom knocking on his bedroom door and reminding him that despite the fact that he’s clearly sustained some kind of head injury, he’s not going to get out of doing his share of the chores for the day.
“You are here to clean the pool, you said?”
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18 Dec 2025
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“You gave him your number?” Logans face was incredulous as Oscar tried his best to use the coffee machine as a shield between himself and the American.
“You–” he took a breath and started again “You gave Formula One driver, Lando Norris your number? And it worked?” Logan’s voice rising in pitch as he quietly screeched his disbelief at Oscar.
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24 Nov 2025