Homesick | Charles Leclerc

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The vibrant energy of the club pulsed through the air as the night was in full swing. The group had taken over a private VIP section, away from the bustling crowd of fans and partygoers. The race day had brought its own mix of emotions for the drivers and Alexandra's castmates. Lewis, Max, and Valtteri had secured the top three spots, but Charles found himself disappointed with his P11 finish.

In their private enclave, Max's triumphant mood was palpable. He raised a bottle of champagne in a toast to his success, the grin on his face infectious as he celebrated with Kelly by his side. The clinking of glasses and the sound of laughter filled the air as they all cheered for Max's well-deserved achievement.

Meanwhile, Alexandra and Charles were lost in their own world on the dance floor. The music's rhythm seemed to synchronize with their movements as they swayed and twirled together. Alexandra couldn't resist a mischievous urge, pressing herself closer to Charles, teasing him with a playful smile.

But their intimate moment was interrupted as Florence, clearly enjoying the night's festivities, stumbled over with an infectious grin on her face. She grabbed Alexandra's arm and pulled her towards the bar, much to Charles's amusement. Amid the music's pulsating beat, they exchanged a glance, the atmosphere charged with playful energy.

At the bar, Florence and Alexandra laughed as they leaned against the counter, ordering another round of drinks. Florence's speech was a touch slurred, her carefree laughter filling the air as they talked and shared stories. Alexandra couldn't help but get caught up in the fun, her own laughter blending with Florence's.

As Charles made his way back to the table, a warm smile on his face after his dance with Alexandra, he was met with an unexpected hug from Pierre. The two friends embraced tightly, their camaraderie evident even amidst the lively atmosphere of the club. Their cheers and congratulations to each other for their respective race results were spoken in a mix of enthusiasm and the joviality that came with a night of celebration.

Just as Charles was settling in, Alexandra and Florence joined the group once again, their return marked by a large bottle and a tray of salt and limes. A groan escaped Charles's lips as he recognized the contents. Tequila. He exchanged a knowing look with the other drivers, his expression somewhere between amusement and resignation.

Florence's announcement, delivered with a playful grin, didn't leave much room for protest. "Alright, everyone! It's time for some body shots!"

Laughter erupted around the table, a mix of excitement and trepidation as they all shared amused glances. Charles shook his head, laughing, as he realized that resisting the antics of this lively group was going to be futile. He raised his glass, ready to participate in the spirited celebration that had taken over the night.