The plane is pretty empty sans the team principal and team owner at the back, conversing boisterously. Ahead of them is a photographer, reclined in a chair with his headphones on. He clicks his laptop, probably editing the sponsored photoshoot Julien had to suffer through at the start of the flight.
The only table on the plane is a four-top with an abandoned chess set. Thomas is slumped over in one of the chairs, curled in on himself with his head perched between his fist and the window.
If Julien tickled his cheek, he’d probably punch himself.
Maybe later.
Rafael returns to his seat, the one across from Thomas and their chessboard. He has some sort of e-reader he glances down at, his thumb scrolling every few moments.
Julien gathers his things, balancing the controller, headphones, and rolled-up power cord on the laptop. “Do you mind if I set this up next to you?”
“Sure. Internet password is in the pamphlet.”
Why would the internet need to be password-protected? They’re in thesky.
Julien dumps the computer on the table, ducking under to plug the cable into an available outlet. Password accepted, he quickly logs into the server while adjusting his microphone. Thecamera light flashes for a second, but the electrical tape fastened over the lens blocks any image it might capture.
Wait, is he the first one in? That’s weird. Julien has no idea what time zone he’s in, but he’s pretty sure he did the math right when he set his alarm.
Oh well. Just in case it’s not a fluke, Julien pulls up Shanghai International Circuit. Comments flood in immediately, everyone surprised to see him first.
“I get it, I get it, I suck.” Julien peeks over at his brother and Rafael. Neither of them seem to care that he’s talking to himself, so he continues. “Most of you are only here for Kevin anyway, so it doesn’t really matter when I log in.”
I’m here for Romeo’s bj tips (2 upvotes)
It’s all bs
Upvote if you watch for Kevin (5 upvotes)
Go on cam
Upvote if you watch for John (1 downvote)
Show us your dick (3 upvotes)
