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HOW WELL DO WE REMEMBER EACH OTHER? FT. LOGAN AND OSC*R

"HI EVERYONE!" DIANA SMILES AT the camera. her, oscar, and logan are all sitting at the edge of a bed in a hotel room. she's positioned in between oscar and logan, unlike the old prema videos where logan was always in between them.

"hello!" oscar waves.

"today was our media day here in jeddah and tonight, i brought oscar and logan back to my room so that we could film a fun little video before a weekend full of stress and racing."

"the three of us were teammates in f3, as most of you guys may remember." logan added. "and we learned a lot about each other since we were spending so much time together."

"however, it's been four years since we were teammates with logan and three years since diana and i were teammates, so we're going to see how much we actually remember about each other." oscar finished.

"i'll go first!" logan raised his phone, which was open to his notes app that seemed to have a list of questions. "what city am i from?"

"oh, i know!" oscar exclaimed. "miami, easy."

"wrong." logan shook his head. diana smirked.

"ft. lauderdale." she said, proudly, looking at oscar with a grin. oscar's jaw dropped.

"oh, come on!" he complained. "that's basically the same thing."

"no it's not." logan replied. "they're in two different counties. thirty minutes away from each other."

"whatever, that's nothing." oscar rolled his eyes. "next question."

"when's my birth—?"

"december 31st." diana said without hesitation. oscar scoffed.

"at least let him finish the question, jeez"

"he should give harder questions. these are all easy."

"okay." logan nodded. "at what age and in what year did i win the cik-fia karting championship?"

"—." diana's words were censored. "i don't know if i know this."

"i might..." oscar thought about it for a bit.

"when the hell even was that?" diana asked. "—. i don't think i'll get it."

"it was right before f4, right?" oscar asked. "twelve, maybe?"

"i know he told us this." diana groaned. "i remember we talked about it."

"these are all questions we've talked about." logan nodded. "you should know it."

"oh!" diana's head shot up. "it was in 2015, wasn't it?"

"correct." logan grinned. "but how old was i?"

"fifteen." diana said, confidently. logan grimaced.

"sorry, ana."

"you were fourteen!" oscar exclaimed. logan nodded. 

"ana, that was a stupid mistake." oscar rolled his eyes. "his birthday is quite literally the last day of the year, so he was still fourteen."

"shoot." diana cursed. "that's my bad, sorry."

"okay, two more questions." logan said. "what is my hype song?"

"oh my god!" diana covered her eyes. "i know this one! it's by eminem, right?"

"correct." logan nodded. "but which one?"

"i don't remember the name." diana sighed. she turned to oscar who seemed to already be looking at her with an amused expression. "what's so funny?" she asked.

"nothing." oscar shook his head, but wore a smile on his face. "it's just funny seeing you struggle."

"do you know the answer?" diana asked him. oscar shrugged.

"of course, i do. i just want to see if you know it."

"can you guys just answer the question?" logan groaned. "i don't want to have to sit in between you again."

"no, we're fine." diana rolled her eyes. "he's bluffing, he doesn't actually know the song."

"oh, really?" oscar scoffed. "because i'm pretty sure it's called 'lose yourself.' right, logan?"

"god," logan took in a deep breath, as if silently praying for someone to come save him. "yes, it's lose yourself. last question before we go on to ana: where was my first f3 win?"

"—." oscar cursed. "that was a while ago."

"it wasn't silverstone, was it?" diana asked. "or was that your first f2 win?"

"it was silverstone." logan nodded. "the second feature race."

a black screen appears, with the words 'ana' on it, signaling that it was diana's turn to ask questions.

"alright." diana settles down, scrolling through her phone. oscar tries to peek over her soulder, but she notices and pushes him away. "the first question: how many languages can i speak and what are they?"

"english, obviously." logan answered quickly. "so that's one. and you can also speak french and german, right?"

"yeah but there's one more..." diana nodded. "c'mon, this should be easy."

"oh!" oscar's head shot up. "italian, right? you were the only one of us three who could actually speak it when we raced with prema. so that's four languages in total."

"correct!" diana grinned at oscar. "english, german, french, and italian. and a little bonus question: why did i learn those three other languages?"

"well, your dad's german so that's that." logan replied. "and they speak both french and italian in the area of switzerland that you live in, right?"

"right." diana nodded. "my dad's entire side of the family is from germany, so he and my grandparents always spoke to me in german. my mom's american, but her family is swiss, which is why we moved to switzerland when i came to europe. i learned french in school and learned italian on duolingo."

"duolingo is insane." oscar shook his head. "i remember you sometimes tried to keep up your streak between quali sessions. it was so funny to see you stress out over that damn owl."

"that damn owl would send me notifications and emails if i missed even one lesson." diana shuddered. "thank god i'm good with languages, otherwise i'd still be trying to keep up my duolingo streak."

"meanwhile i keep losing mine." logan sighed. "i've been trying to learn spanish since elementary school."

"imagine having to learn a language on duolingo." oscar shook his head. "that's pathetic."

"oh, shut up." diana rolled her eyes. "you only speak english, anyway."

"it's the universal language!"

the three continued to talk about languages for the next three minutes of the video until diana finally remembered what they were doing.

"—, this is going on too long. i've only asked one question."

"maybe if you didn't talk so much, we'd get to me already." oscar rolled his eyes. diana squinted at him.

"says the yapper."

"guys, please." logan whined. "you promised no fighting. ana's gonna have to edit like half of this video out."

"fine." both oscar and diana sighed, but not before sharing a glare toward each other as diana continued to her next question.

"this one is sort of a copy of logan's, but what is my hometown?"

"buffalo, new york." oscar said, as soon as she finished the question. logan narrowed his eyes and looked at him, across diana. 

"that was a little too quick, oscar." he said. oscar opened his mouth to speak, but his expression betrayed him as his cheeks started to turn a bit pink. 

"i just...remembered that. it's pretty much common knowledge. diana talks like a new yorker." the video suddenly cuts and diana is already asking the next question while oscar is looking down at his feet and logan is trying not to laugh.

"this one should be easy. what's my favorite sports team outside of formula one?"

"i'm not answering this question becuase you're wrong." logan states. "the florida panthers are by far one of the greatest hockey teams in the last decade."

"the last five years, you mean." diana corrected with a scoff. "and i'm not talking about the best team, i'm asking about my team."

"it's like...buffalo swords or something." oscar answered. "you talk about them all the time, but they're not even that great."

"buffalo sabres." diana corrected him. "and yeah, that's right. i didn't realize you noticed me talking about them."

"hard to tune you out when i was forced to spend half my time with you in f2 and f3." oscar rolled his eyes. "what's the next question?"

"notice how oscar's answering all of these questions." logan said, glancing at the camera with a smirk. "are you guys seeing what i'm seeing?"

"no!" diana gasped. "logan don't encourage the viewers."

"i can't wait for the oscana edits from this video." logan rubbed his hands together excitedly. oscar glared at him. 

"you're an actual idiot. oscana edits are the stupidest things i see, like ever."

"for once, i agree with you." diana sighed. "oscana shippers are more delusional than logan's fans."

"hey!" logan frowned. "my fans are not delusional. they're...dedicated!"

"sorry," diana gave her friend a sympathetic look. "but oscar and i can barely stay civil for five minutes, let alone actually date. oscana fans are delusional as fuck."

"do you want me to bring up the 2020 prema holiday party?" logan raised his eyebrows. both oscar and diana's eyes widened before the video abruptly cuts. 

"so, we're done answering my questions now!" diana smiled at the camera, nervously. oscar was looking anywhere but at diana or the camera while logan held an evil expression on his face. "we're going to oscar, now."

"you should ask 'what was —." the rest of logan's sentence was censored as diana covered her face. 

"logan, please shut up."

"alright." oscar cleared his throat, his cheeks still tinted with the slightest shade of light pink. "first question: what did i do before i started karting?"

"remote control car racing." logan and diana answered simultaneously. oscar nodded. 

"right, yeah. easy question. next, um, oh, this is a good one: what stuffed animal did a fan give me at the f3 race in austria that i carried with me until mugello?" oscar asked. 

"—." diana cursed. "it was an australian animal for sure. you carried that thing around in your backpack like a good luck charm." she remembered. "it wasn't a koala bear, was it?"

"it was a koala." oscar confirmed. "i remember naming it dj, after you. you hated that nickname, so i did it just to spite you."

"i still hate that nickname." diana rolled her eyes. "why can't you call me 'ana' like a normal person?"

"because then it would seem like we're friends." oscar told her, matter-of-factly. "and let's face it, diana, we'll never actually be friends."

"ouch." logan winced at oscar's words. it was evident in the video that diana was trying not to let it bother her, but she was clearly affected by the statement.

"right." she faked a laugh. "i think we have time for one more question, oscar."

"okay, good, because i only have one more written. um, what was the one food that i could never stop eating when we raced together."

"pasta, oh my god." diana answered with no hesitation. "oscar, you were a fiend for any type of pasta with marinara sauce. i'd be finding random spots of red on the table almost every day after lunch."

"he'd have it with some chicken, too." logan remembered. oscar let out a sigh.

"they always judged me for that. apparently, chicken pasta is not an italian thing."

"anyone with a brain who spent that much time in italy would know that." diana rolled her eyes. "anyway, it's getting late and we have a day of free practice tomorrow. we should wrap up."

"right." oscar nodded. he turned to diana. "hold on, when are you going to have time to edit this? it's not going up this weekend, is it?" diana and logan gave oscar a blank stare.

another black screen popped up on the screen with words typed out:

'apologies for the slow piastri moment there. this was edited AFTER the saudi gp for those confused. i always prioritize my racing!! #saudi #olliebearmanismyking #p10 #points'

"anyway!" the video cut back to the trio as diana stood up. "that's all for today! i think we all stopped keeping track of who remembered what, but it's safe to say that we all remember each other pretty well."

"yeah!" oscar added. "especially since we haven't spent this much time together in years. it was fun having to do this again."

the trio quickly finished the outro before the video cut to an end. 

VIEW COMMENTS!

user no way we just got 15+ minutes of oscana and it's NOT a fan-made compilation
→ user i'm kinda here for the content tbhh
→ user omg real they're lowk cute

user OSCAR AND ANA BEING CIVIL??? THIS IS SO WEIRD?????
→ user wdym civil bruh they were arguing this whole video
→ user no but like the banter wasn't as bad as usual...this is civil for them

user WHAT HAPPENED AT THE PREMA 2020 HOLIDAY PARTY????
→ user ASKING THE REAL QUESTION RIGHT HERE

user "we'll never actually be friends" MY ASS BRUHHHH DO WE SEE THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER
→ user RIIIIGHT LIKE THAT'S PURE LOVESICKNESS

user DIANA ROSENTHAL DOMINATION COULD BORE FANS RAHHHHHH P10 IN JEDDAH THAT MEANS A PODIUM SOON!!!!!!!!!
→ user a podium in a haas?? ana fans are just as delusional as logan fans pls
→ user LET US LIVE BRUH

user is no one talking about how oscar named his koala bear after ana??
→ user he's literally secretly in love w her idc

maha speaks :)

they're literally in love sorry to spoil it