Lando |159|

You and Lando were friends forever. You grew up together in Bristol, practically sharing your entire childhood. Your families were very close, so you were neighbors and always supported each other. You cheered him on in his karting career, and he listened to your fashion ideas. You were everything to each other, but never more than friends. Your relationship didn't change even when Lando fulfilled his dream of entering F1 and you went to a famous fashion school in Italy. Despite that, you continued writing to each other and spent most of your breaks between your work as a fashion designer and your busy season. Finally, the long-awaited end of the Formula 1 season arrived, and with it, Christmas. A week before Christmas, you met up with Max, Pietra (Max's girlfriend and your friend), and Lando to bake gingerbread cookies. You were in the kitchen wearing a thick Christmas sweater, making gingerbread dough with Norris while Max and Pietra went to the store to buy sprinkles and ingredients for the icing. Mariah Carey's hit "All I Want for Christmas Is You" was playing in the background. You were singing along softly when, out of nowhere, Lando accidentally dumped a bowl of flour on you.

"Fucking idiot!" You said using your favorite nickname, looking at him indignantly. "White looks good on you." He replied with a cocky smirk before you grabbed a handful of flour and threw it straight at him.