So….. After Bits Of Writers Block I Can Proudly Say Three Chapters Being Posted Today… Two For My

Meet Cute... Not Really

Warnings: Does cursing need a warning? Really bad translations (my other languages are a bit rusty)

This story begins with two total strangers meeting on a disgustingly rainy day. Some may enjoy the rain.. Reyanni does for sure.. But there are those who prefer the sunshine or even the snow compared to what pain the rain usually brings... for once it brings a meet cute? Not really?

The moment Lance went for a walk down the streets of Switzerland in a thin jacket and an old umbrella while skies were dark, would be one he'd remember for a lifetime... How could he forgot afterall it was the day he met our darling main character....

November 9, 2022~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>

The moment she saw that man enter her bakery she knew she was in for a journey. Some people say that they don't believe in an automatic interest.... but for Reyanni, the moment she locked eyes with him she knew three things.

She loved the way the rain seemed to make him look like a wet puppy.

She hated the way he entered her bakery with a scowl

She knew cleaning and tending to her Aphrodite altar before she left home that morning was a great idea.

So of course she decided to get closer.. by working the register (because in her words it's her bakery and she can do as she pleases). When he finally got to the register and she asked if she could take his order something in the air shifted. This feeling however shattered the moment he harshly placed an order for a black coffee and a slice of banana bread while looking down at his phone. He was quite snarky with it which rubbed her the wrong way 

Reyanni POV

If he wants an attitude, I'll give attitude. 

“Your total is 7.50 and I need a name for the order” 

At that moment he finally looks at me. And I feel what little integrity I had left slip away like the sun behind the clouds on a rainy day. Now I know what you may be thinking….. Reyanni don’t fold for a random ass man on a random ass monday…

“Could I also add a cheesy hashbrown bagel to that order”

“Uh sure… your new total is 11.25”

And just as soon as he came… he left.. Leaving nothing but curiosity and a tiny bit of unbridled rage… But i’d probably never see him again.. How stupid of me to believe that

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A few days later that same handsome stranger walks in. but this time she talks to him beyond taking his order and he responds… from there he becomes a not so regular customer until they exchange numbers. It’s only after five months of texting and phone calls that she learns that he’s no ordinary man, but a formula one race car driver. Despite his worries she doesn’t care one bit about that.

Quick little note: I'm not feeling too confident in this chapter but I wanted to get it done (mother nature snuck up on me so now all work is grueling) Anyways hope you all enjoy and the next part should be up within the next two days, it's exam season so I don't have a set schedule.

Imma crash tf out in this hospital…. No TikTok Nasty ass hospital food, AO3 does not have my interest right now and apparently I have an essay due tomorrow all of a sudden….. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

I hate when I’m reading a story from a fic rec master list and tumblr refreshes… it gets worse (I can’t remember who posted it) 😃

HAAS POINTS!!!!!

haas double points ‼️

Social/Texting treats

This shit is difficult to work... These take place the week she meets his parents and sister.

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ALONSO’S BREAKS ON FIRE LAP 4!!!!

Ohh….. I find myself feeling a little feral…..

My favourite jewellery designer

This is ... Nice.... I guess

(I can't find the really pretty collage I had for this part of the story fml... Anyways hopefully it's good I have had a shit week and nearly forgot that I promised an upload....)

Warning: Out of character characters.... is that how it's phrased? Um.. Cursing in different languages..... i'm pretty sure I make one reference to the ancestors....

Bold = Lance

Italics = Reyanni

Reyanni's Thoughts

Lance's Thoughts

Lawrence Stroll

Chloe Stroll

NO ONE'S POV

Meeting the parents was always an experience to say the least... Some relationships didn't last past meeting the family.. some did but burnt out due to the family being very tight knit, some did but only because one partner isn't close to the family... or on the rare occasion a relationship survived because the entire immediate family liked the partner.. Reyanni really liked lance.. even if she wasn't sure about what he did for work yet... and as she introduced herself she noticed the weird looks his sister was giving her.

REYANNI'S POV

"I brought some pastries from my bakery for you all. Lance said you can't have gluten so these two boxes are gluten free."

I'm not a fan of how she's looking at me right now. Did I say something wrong... am I going bonkers... Why hasn't anyone said anything yet....

"It's quite nice to meet you. Lance has been talking about you for months now. You said you brought pastries with you?" "Yes.. It's a variety of pastries I didn't know what you all would like and Lance only wanted to taste test so I brought multiple types"

Things went smooth from there. His parents loved me and my pastries but his sister was fairly distant....That worried me a bit.. I thought she was just going to ignore my existence the entire night until she finally spoke up.

"I'm assuming you know what he does for work." "No.... I told him he could tell me when he is ready.. I'll still be with him no matter his job... he's an amazing man....and I think of myself as blessed to have found him. It's not everyday you find a guy like him into women like me." But then his sister opens her mouth again

"That's weird. I wonder why he didn't tell you he's a formula one driver. Maybe your relationship isn't as stable as you think."

"What's that.... Like Nascar? I'm not very.. well versed in motorsports Also i would have been content with waiting for him to tell me when he was ready."

if one plus one is two and two plus two is four, why is her attitude giving me sixty-three....She's acting a bit off....maybe I should leave and try again another day...

TO BE CONTINUED

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It’s finals week… I ain’t risking nothing…

First Time Meeting the Family.... Me Too

Todays Images are merely the outfit for the chapter, Her hair and make-up and the pastries that will be mentioned later on. Also I'm sorry it took me so long to post this. My group project partners left me to pick up all the slack and I spent three days of nonstop writing and research to get that done (No warnings for this chapter... Maybe some cursing I think) Bold = Lance Italics = Reyanni Reyanni's Thoughts Lance's Thoughts Reyanni's POV "I'm worried lance.... what if your parents and your sister doesn't like me... or what if I say the wrong thing... or what if I forget how to speak English" I'm cut off by Lance cupping my face in his hands.

"Listen to me Rey... They are going to love you just as much as I do. You are an amazing woman... and you mean the world to me now take a deep breath...and let all your worries fade"

I had the urge to give him that look you give someone when they say a slew of bullshit... but I resisted and grabbed the boxes of pastries from the car. I figured it wouldn't hurt to bribe them with sweet treats....Right.... right? The moment he knocked on the door I felt my hands begin to tremble. But I pushed my worries behind me and put on a brave smile. If it’s one thing my mama always said it’s greet people with a smile, so that's what I'm gonna do. And as we entered the house I found myself regretting many things, my outfit, my haircut, the pastries I had brought along.. I knew my therapist was useless as hell.. Because why did taking three deep breaths not work. When we got to where his parents and his sister were sitting I felt more nervous than a parent when their baby says fuck in a church.  . . . "Hello.. My name is Reyanni" Can't go wring with an introduction right? I don't know if I should hold my breath or just go with the flow.... you know how anxiety likes to send little songs through the mind to try and calm you. Mines isn't doing that. Mines is playing Flamingo by kero kero bonito.... hopefully someone says something before I start singing it out loud... that would be awful if I did... . . . . To Be Continued.

I'm sorry its so late. Finals Kicked my ass. and I'm pretty sure I need to retake one of my classes that I'm currently failing by .5 points because the professor is a woman who hates to see women go places in life. Since it's break time I should be able to complete this mini series soon.

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