George Russell

You and George have been dating for seven years, and during that time you've talked about the entire paddock, about all the drivers and girls—you could even gossip. You both had your own vibe, funny and a little arrogant. He was a racing driver, and you were a footballer on a women's team.

One time, the girls invited you to a party, and he let you go. You went to an elite Canadian club because George was having a grand prix in Canada. So, you showed up, and your friends scattered in all directions, but you didn't expect your favorite song, "9 Gram Dance," to come on. Everyone was dancing in pairs, but you danced alone, or drank and talked to the bartender. But then you were nauseous, and you had to go to the bathroom. Afterward, you washed your face, drank some tap water, and then took out your phone and texted George.

-Забргк менй пожылцсти, ч дома хкчй

He knew you were a clubber because your team throws parties after almost every win. But he still showed up, and some people recognized him and took pictures with him. He found you in the restroom and led you to the car, but you couldn't understand him. He muttered quietly to himself.

-drunk, but athletic