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With another crack of thunder, Lance spares a glance at the wide window paneling of the Montreal airport. The skies are so dark it’s nearly black, thick clouds hanging over the runways, raindrops smacking against the pavement. The wind billows on, threatening to lift the tarmac that lines small carts zipping across the barely visible rows of lights, emitting a weak hue consumed by the onslaught of rain.
He can’t stop himself from rolling his eyes.
Somehow, he knew this would happen.
_____________There’s a girl, headphones around her head, hoodie pulled over them. Her glasses reflect the screen of her laptop, positioned on her crossed legs. She’s invested in something, a hand cupping her chin.
Lance debates walking away, but she notices him before he can.
She looks up at him, pulling one of the slides of her headphones back, eyes widening slightly.
“Yes?”
“Sorry,” He says, jostling the bag in his hand, “Is someone sitting there?”
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- Part 7 of F1 boys for the soul
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Spencer thinks he can last longer than you when heat season begins...
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- Part 3 of Kinktober 2024
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“I’m starting to think you’re just a shit driver.”
Oscar is leaning against the garage doors, the dim lighting accentuating the shape of his toned shoulders. Lando tries not to stare at the tight stretch of his stained white t-shirt getting pulled taut across his biceps as he crosses his arms.
Lando scoffs, leaning out of the open window. “Mate, some dickhead pushed me off the road. Wasn’t my fault.”
“What exactly did you do to piss people off enough to push you off the road?”
Lando blinks at him.
“No, nevermind, I don’t think I need to know that,” Oscar sighs, a hand pinching the skin between his eyes as he turns into the garage. “Come in.”
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- Part 1 of in the garage