MAMMA MIA ✸ lando norris

The muted glow of a phone screen illuminated Juliette Sterling's face, a soft smile playing on her lips as she typed. In the quiet hours, her private chat with 'Mr. McLaren' was a sanctuary, a world away from the curated perfection of her public Instagram.

"Piña coladas down, I think I captured my best angle in this photo," Lando's message read, followed by an image that made her giggle. She tapped out a reply, her fingers dancing across the screen.

"Wow, I truly am a lucky, lucky woman. I'm gonna make a fan account all about you."

Their banter flowed effortlessly, a testament to the easy intimacy they shared. He questioned her choice of profile picture for his imagined fan account, a playful jab about a 'Monster symbol' on his face. She retorted, reminding him of his relentless consumption of the energy drink.

"This is a private chat, Lan," she typed, a sense of security wrapping around her. He, ever the provocateur, typed back, "What if our chats get leaked?? Bet you never thought of that." She rolled her eyes, but a tiny, irrational flicker of anxiety sparked within her.

Then, the moment of truth. An innocent Instagram story, meant for her private 'spam' account, accidentally went live on her main profile, featuring a picture that clearly linked her to Lando. The notifications began to flood in, a torrent of questions and gasps from her followers.

"WHO IS IAMSPEED??? ARE U WITH LIGHTNING MCQUEEN??"

"HELLO?? JULIA BOYF ERA??"

"UM?? WAS THIS ACCIDENTAL??"

Her heart hammered against her ribs. Lando's direct message popped up, a playful warning: "ju, baby, this isn't ur spam." Her response was a single, mortified line: "somg i wanna die lol."

The secret was out.