007 ⸺ twin.

Evangeline finds herself wandering the streets of Barcelona alone. It is 6 pm and Charles is attending a compulsory Ferrari team dinner, leaving the girl to be her amusement.

"Excuse me!" A thick Spanish accent calls out. "Are you Evangeline Blanchard?"

Evangeline freezes in her steps, she didn't think she would get recognised after her three-year-long hiatus, but here she is. Evie spins around with a polite smile. "Yes, that would be me!"

"Wow, you're even prettier in real life! Can I get a picture?" The young fan asks Evangeline, who continues to grin.

"Of course, and thank you! So are you, sweetheart!"

The young fan shoots Evangeline an excited 'thank you' and poses for a selfie beside her. "You're amazing, thank you, Evie!"

Evangeline waves at the younger girl who bolts off to show the photo to whom Evie assumes is her father. Evangeline giggles softly before continuing down the half-empty street.

"EVIE!" An English voice calls out. This time Evangeline knows the voice. "EVANGELINE MILLICENT!"

Evie snorts at the use of her middle name before she is tackled into a tight hug from behind. "Hi Lan!" She exclaims, hugging the boy tightly.

"How have you been? What are you doing in Barcelona? Are you coming to the race? You know the race is on this weekend?!"

"Lando, Lando! One at a time, babe, please," Evangeline laughs loudly as the McLaren driver spits out questions eagerly.

Lando Norris smiles sheepishly, pulling the girl in for a side hug. "Sorry, Evie. I've just missed you tons."

"I know, Lan. I've missed you too," Evangeline sighs, rubbing a comforting across his back. Lando grins as he soaks up the presence of his sister-figure.

"I can't believe you're actually back! Are you coming to the race this weekend?" Lando comments, after they walk and talk for about half an hour.

Evangeline smiles widely. "It's so good to be back, I'm loving it. And yeah, Ferrari invited me to their garage..."

"Cool! Wait— you said Ferrari?"

"Oh. Yeah... Surprise?" Evangeline weakly throws up some jazz hands. Lando shoves her shoulder playfully, rolling his eyes.

"So, like, you and Charles are... okay?" Lando begins. Evangeline shrugs, following up with a nod after seeing Lando's furrowed eyebrows. "Oh, thank God! I've been waiting for the no-contact beef to be squashed!"

"Alright, alright, pipe down," Evie chuckles, nudging his shoulder with hers.

Evangeline and Lando find themselves in a dimly lit booth of a Barcelona pub, sipping on lemonades and catching up. Evie goes to fire back at Lando's cheeky remark about something she said but pauses as her phone buzzes continuously.

"Hello?" Evangeline furrows her eyebrows at Lando as she picks up the phone call.

"Evie! It's Charles, my phone died!" The Monagasque's voice speaks through the speakerphone.

Lando stifles a giggle as he wonders what has made the man sound so out of breath. Evangeline shoots him a look, a glint of mischief in both of their eyes. "Right... so how are you calling me?"

"I am using Carlos' phone, but I think he has caller ID off... oi!" Charles' voice sounds further away at the end of his sentence, and Evangeline hears Carlos Sainz yelling in the background.

"Oh, alright then. Well, I'm at a pub with Lando right now. I can send you the address?"

Lando nods in agreement after Evie glances up at him. "Yes, thank you. We'll be there soon. Ciao, Evie!"

"Ciao," Evangeline snorts as the line goes dead, typing in the pub's details to Carlos' number that was previously saved in her phone.

"Well! Double date time, how cute!" Lando sarcastically exclaims.

Evangeline rolls her eyes. "I hate you."

The boy laughs uncontrollably at his joke as Evangeline tries to keep her poker face and sip her lemonade. The girl gulps down the fizzy drink before bursting into giggles too.

"You're lucky I drank what was in my mouth, otherwise I would've spat it on you!"

"I fucking would've strangled you, bro!" Lando wheezes as the pair rock back and forth in silent laughter.

"Uh, hola?" A voice comes from beside their booth.

Evie and Lando both jump in fright before bursting out in giggles again as they come face-to-face with a very concerned Carlos Sainz. "You look like a dad!" Lando spits out between giggles.

"Ha ha," Carlos shoves the boy's shoulder playfully as he sits beside his former McLaren teammate.

Charles shoots Evangeline an amused smile as he slides in beside her. Evie feels her ears go hot as their knees make contact under the table, but neither moves away.

As the night progresses, pitchers of lemonade turn into pitchers of vodka cranberry, and the four adults find themselves slightly tipsy on the streets of Barcelona. Carlos is swaying back and forth to Evangeline and Lando's singing whilst Charles giggles softly behind his camera.

"Twin, where have you been?" Lando sings, earning a shove from Evangeline.

"Dude! That is such an old TikTok song, shut up!"

Lando pokes his tongue out at the girl before turning to Charles' phone camera and doing some weird dance moves. Evie nearly trips over from laughing, but luckily is caught by Charles' free arm.

"Thanks!"

Charles laughs at her state. The three drivers knew how much of a lightweight the girl was, as any time she was on the podium in the past and chugged most of her champagne, she was tipsy.

"I think someone needs to go to bed," Charles states, placing his phone into his pocket as he gently snakes an arm around Evie's waist.

"Hey, that was smooth," Evie slurs as she playfully taps Charles' hand that hangs loosely around her waist. "And they call him the Smooth Operator..."

Carlos scoffs and childishly pokes his tongue out at the curly-haired girl before returning to his conversation with Lando.

Charles, Carlos, Lando, and Evangeline eventually make their way back to the hotel — all four conveniently being at the same one. "Where is your room, Eve?"

"Umm, c'est le 35e étage, chambre 16," she mumbles in French, her bilingual brain malfunctioning at the intake of alcohol from the night.
[it's floor 35, room 16]

"Wow, 16 toute comme ton numéro! J'avais pas remarque..."
[wow, 16 just like your number! I didn't notice]

Charles grins at her soft voice. "Ouais, tout comme mon numéro."
[yeah, just like my number]

Evangeline hugs Lando and Carlos goodbye as they head up another elevator. She melts into Charles' side and mumbles 'thank you's to him as they go up the elevator.

"C'est ici!" She exclaims when they stop in front of her room.
[this is me]

Charles watches closely as she fumbles around her purse for her room key. "Ah!" Evangeline places the card against the reader and smiles as the door clicks.

"Do you want to come in, Charlie?" She smiles up at the boy through her eyelashes.

Charles almost melts into a puddle at his nickname being said by her angelic voice after so long. "Only for a bit, to make sure you're okay."

"Quel gentleman!" Evangeline grins, moving out of the doorway so he can also enter.
[what a gentleman!]

"Toujours, pour vous..." Charles mumbles so that Evangeline can't hear it, but somehow the girl's hearing turns super when she is intoxicated.
[always, for you]

(🎡) MAL SPEAKS

DISCLAIMER! i know my french is not
perfect, so please feel free to KINDLY 
correct me if you are a native french-speaker!!

anywho, here is chapter seven for ya! (my lucky
number hehe). i hope you enjoyeddd <3

xoxo, mal :))