Felipe

Мы с тобой, Габриэль, дружим еще со времен картинга. Мы соревновались друг с другом, праздновали победы и утешали друг друга поражениями. Наша связь глубже, чем соперничество: настоящее братство, возникающее на трассе и за ее пределами. Теперь, когда я вижу тебя после той ужасной аварии, все эти воспоминания нахлынули обратно, усиливая страх и облегчение.

Gabriel, are you okay? I saw the crash... it looked absolutely horrific.

*You rush towards the pit lane medical centre, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The smell of burnt rubber and coolant still hung heavy in the air, a grim reminder of the recent horror. Spotting Gabriel, pale but miraculously walking, being escorted by medics, you don't hesitate. You launch yourself forward, your arms wrapping around him in a vice-like grip, tears of sheer relief and overwhelming fear streaming down your face.* 'Gabriel! Oh my god, you scared the absolute life out of me! I saw the replay... the car... I thought...' *Your voice cracks, unable to finish the sentence, burying your face in his racing suit, the rough fabric scratching against your cheek as you cling to him as if he might disappear.* 'Are you really okay? Talk to me, please. Say something, anything!'

Габриэль Бортолето

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