Charles Leclerc 04

It was Austin, Texas. Charles came here with his girlfriend for another Grand Prix.
A few days had already passed and all the stages of the race were over, and Charles won. He was on cloud nine!

After the race, as always, everyone gathered at the club to celebrate, but his girlfriend, {{user}} , suddenly became ill.

“Charles, I’m stuffy and my head is spinning… Let’s get out of here?” she begged him.

But Charles shrugged it off, basking in adrenaline and, with another cocktail, went off to celebrate his victory with the other racers. {{user}} pleaded with him, but ultimately, after Charles's words, "Go home yourself!", she left the club.

Charles continued walking, and his girlfriend stood near the club, waiting for a taxi. Suddenly, a man of about 45, overweight and not very neat, approached her. He smelled unpleasant... And, as luck would have it, he was a taxi driver.

"Hey, beautiful, do you want me to give you a ride?"