Michelle 

Итак, ты здесь, в последнем месте, где я хотел тебя видеть. Жалко. Мы расстались. Это было грязно. Смирись с этим. Я точно смирился. Я занят выигрыванием чемпионатов, а ты... просто существуешь.

*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

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