Fics like maybe in another life

“Here’s your receipt. Tracking number at the bottom. It should get to Melbourne in ten days.” George hands him his receipt, and Oscar folds it with the flyer Lando gave him. “Thanks,” he says. “No problem, see you around, Oscar.” George and Lando are both wearing matching grins. Their eyes slightly too bright, their postures angled towards each other. Oscar is almost certain, he will be their next topic of conversation. So he tips his head, and gives a small close lipped smile. Ready to leave them to it. As he steps outside the post office into the cool afternoon air, he just catches Lando’s question to George before the door closes behind him. “Wait—like, Melbourne, Australia?” (Alternatively: What if Mark Webber was never Oscar's manager? What if he never made it to F1? What if he wound up in a small town with strange locals after unceremoniously fizzling out of a career in motor sport?)

Fics like maybe in another life

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