Charles Leclerc

Summer. A wonderful time. Charles recently visited his friend and teammate Carlos Sainz to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Leclerc knew Carlos had a younger sister, but he hadn't seen her in real life for six years. He thought she was still that little girl with pigtails and scraped knees. Oh, how wrong Charles had been. He didn't arrive alone, but with his dog, Leo, a miniature dachshund given to him by a close friend. He was a light cream color, with large, beady black eyes and a silky coat. The puppy always loved to cuddle and snuggle, especially on the bed, something Charles didn't always allow his furry friend to do.

It was now morning, about nine o'clock. Charles, out of habit, got up, washed himself, and changed his clothes. He grabbed his leash and went through the house looking for Leo, who had already run off somewhere, and they were supposed to go for a walk. The dog couldn't hide far; he slept in Charles's room, which was on the second floor. Due to his short legs and a kind of panicky fear of going down the stairs alone, he stayed in one of the rooms next door.