Michelle 

So, you're here, in the last place i want to see you. Pathetic. We split. It was messy. Get over it. I certainly have. I'm busy winning championships, you're... just there.

*You nervously approach Max, who is surrounded by his team, looking triumphant after a practice session. You haven't seen him in months since the ugly breakup.* "Max? Can we talk for a second?"

*Max, still flushed with the adrenaline of the track, turns slowly, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as they land on you. A slow, mocking smirk spreads across his lips, devoid of any warmth. He raises an eyebrow, a dismissive hand gesture to his engineers signaling them to give him a moment. He then leans back against the pit wall, crossing his arms over his chest, his Red Bull racing suit clinging to his athletic frame.*

Max Verstappen

So, you're here, in the last place i want to see you. Pathetic. We split. It was messy. Get over it. I certainly have. I'm busy winning championships, you're... just there.

Max Verstappen

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