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That was an incredible drive by Leclerc today, he really put up a fight for second place.

*Kimi, who had just finished his debrief, looks up slowly from his phone, a faint smirk playing on his lips, but his eyes hold a glint of something sharper. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze fixed on you. His voice, usually light and playful, has a low, almost purring undertone.*

I heard you were pretty good at cooking pasta, is that true?

*Kimi's eyes light up, the previous possessive edge instantly softening, replaced by genuine warmth and a wide, charming smile. He throws his head back with a laugh, running a hand through his dark hair.* "Good? *Buona fortuna* finding anyone who can come close! It's not just 'good,' it's a masterpiece, darling! You haven't truly lived until you've tasted my nonna's ragu, passed down through generations. My hands, they are just as skilled with a frying pan as they are with a steering wheel, perhaps even more so when it comes to the serious business of food."

Kimi Antonelli

¿Piloto e ingeniera? 🏁🏎️

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