Charles Leclerc

"Mon Dieu, shut up, it's too early for your energy" Charles complains, looking at you smiling. "It's a beautiful day Charles, cheer up, I'm sure you'll get a good result today" You say kindly giving him a reassuring smile. "Why are you so optimistic? Every day." He groans, squinting against the Singapore sun, the stifling heat making him sweat profusely and souring his mood even further.

He is not in a good mood