011 ⸺ celebrations.

Charles Leclerc has revisited his P1 title in Austria after a tricky race, two weekends ago, in Barcelona — which has led to a massive celebration between the 20 drivers on the grid, plus their significant others, and some of the engineers from different teams.

Evangeline doesn't arrive attached to anyone in particular, as it is a given she attends — as a former driver. However, she did manage to bring Stephanie, who used the 'Do you know who my father is?' card at the door, and Stephanie managed to smuggle in Aurelia and Fernanda who were formerly watching the race unfold in the Grand Stands.

Stephanie Stoddart-Wolff finds herself and Evangeline tearing up the karaoke stage in the large Austrian club. The backing track to 'Florida!!!' by Taylor Swift (and Florence the Machine) blasts in the background as the pair take turns singing their hearts out.

Daniel Ricciardo and Aurelia watch from a distance, sipping amusedly on their cocktails. "It's honestly surprising that they sound somewhat decent," Daniel comments, a grimace soon makes its way to his face as Stephanie attempts an unnecessary high note.

"Spoke too soon, Danny," Lia Monet pats the Australian's shoulder with a smug smile on her face. "She may be my girlfriend, but I have to let her know to stop with those high notes, Mon Dieu."
[my God]

Daniel chuckles as he waves off Aurelia who begins to make her way closer to the stage in hopes of pulling her highly intoxicated girlfriend and best friend away from the microphones.

Lando Norris stumbles onto the stage, snatching a microphone out of Stephanie's hand. "To celebrate Charles' victory, I vote that he and Evie sing something together!"

Evangeline Blanchard holds back a sigh before she jumps off the stage, grabbing a full shot glass off of a waiter's tray and downing it. "Let's do it! C'mon, Cha!"

Charles chuckles at her slurred words before making his way to the stage. The pair were obviously both far gone, but it was evident that Charles could keep his composure more than Evangeline with so much alcohol in his system.

Lando grins innocently as he hands Charles the microphone and drags Stephanie off the stage with himself.

Evie bursts into a fit of giggles as she recognizes the familiar tune that plays through the speakers. She finds the song choice ironic when they're actually in Austria, not the USA.

"I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream in my cardigan!" Charles sways, already knowing the majority of the lyrics from when he and Evangeline were younger.

Most of the crowd whoops in encouragement for the pair's drunken singing, while the rest laughs with them. "So I put my hands up, they're playing my song!"

Arthur and Lorenzo Leclerc watch from the bar stools, small smiles on their faces. "I'm glad they're getting along and talking to each other again," Arthur says to his brother whilst stuffing his face with the free nacho chips.

"I agree. But I still think Charles is married to Formula 1, and that's why they've already had an argument since they made up," Enzo shrugs, scooping guacamole onto his triangular chip.

Arthur nods in agreement. "Yeah, he needs to ground himself with something other than his job. I get that he's got the pressure of his Golden Boy title, but he needs something to distract him from the stress."

Lorenzo smiles at his younger brother, glad they're on the same page. The two Leclerc brothers sigh in relief as the pair on stage finally finish their song. "Act normal," Arthur coughs as he watches Charles approach them.

"Hey, brother! Broski, bro, C-dizzy, Cha-Cha!" Arthur throws finger guns up at his brother. Lorenzo rolls his eyes at the younger boy's awful attempt at acting normal and takes a swig of his beer.

Charles stares at his younger brother as he takes a seat beside Lorenzo. "Qu'est-ce qu'il la?" He questions the eldest of the trio.
[What's wrong with him?]

"Rien, il est juste Arthur," Enzo sighs, glaring daggers at Arthur who tries to forget what he just did.
[nothing, he's just Arthur]

Charles looks between his brothers sceptically before grabbing a glass of Coca-Cola and dashing off to where Evangeline, Fern and Lando are talking — more like Fernanda and Lando bickering.

"I actually cannot deal with your obsessive ass today," Fernanda folds her arms across her chest as Lando childishly pokes his tongue out at her.

Lando snickers as he glances at Charles' confused face. "You wish I was obsessed with you, you're just the easiest to piss off."

"I am not!" Fernanda defends, looking at Evangeline for backup.

"You are too!"

Evie chuckles as she waves at Charles who takes the gesture as an invitation to stand closer to her. "What is happening?" Charles asks, leaning rather close to Evangeline's ear.

"Oh, you know, the usual Fern and Lando argument. Who's in love with the other," she shrugs.

Fernanda lashes back at Lando, further proving Evie's point. "Sorry, I only speak to two-time Formula 1 winners," she sneers, somewhat acknowledging the British boy's first win in Miami.

Charles laughs softly. "Right. How amusing," he says, his head still lowered to where Evangeline's is.

Evie ignores the feeling she gets from the close proximity as she sneakily steals a sip out of Charles' straw. She frowns as all she tastes is pure soda.

"Where's the alcohol?"

Charles stares at her blankly. "Dans mon cul," he says, ever so nonchalantly.
[up my ass]

"Charles!" The curly head whacks his muscular chest in amusement. "Tu est fou."
[you are crazy]

Evangeline excuses herself as she stumbles back to the bar, shooting a friendly smile at Oscar Piastri and Alex Albon, and their girlfriends —the Lily's— who shoot her concerned looks.

"Hi, boys, and Lily's," Evie stands up straight, waving enthusiastically. She makes her way to the bar countertop, and flags over the bartender. "Barkeep," she says in a deep voice, before giggling at her own joke.

"Can I get an espresso martini, please?"

The bartender nods, brushing his shaggy grey hair out of his eyes. "Coming right up!"

"Hi, Evie..." Alex approaches her carefully, a tinge of immaturity lacing his voice.

Evangeline spins around to face the boy. "Hi, Al, and Lily! Hi, Oscar, and other Lily, I don't think we've properly met. I'm Evie!"

Oscar shoots Evangeline a small smile, shaking her extended hand. "Nice to properly meet you, Evie."

"Thanks! You too!"

Alex laughs and shakes his head at the girl. "You're wasted!"

"Am not!" Evangeline huffs.

Alex raises his eyebrows and shrugs. "Alright, whatever you say!"

Evie grins and blows the boy a friendly kiss. "An espresso martini?"

"Yes!" Evangeline is quick to respond to the name of the drink she ordered. She thanks the bartender and takes a long sip from her martini. 

(🎡) MAL SPEAKS,

could this be the beginning of chevie
being normal again??!! 😱😱 

probs not xx

(charles litch placed p1 in austria wdym...!?
if you add 10 to p1. 💔)

xoxo, mal