"I swear friends don't get this close
Pull you in exchanging souls
Trace my skin, losing control"

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✎ Context

Winning in Las Vegas always came with perks. A cool trophy, a big paycheck and booze. So much alcohol. Red bull had rented out a club on the strip after Max's P1 miracle, pit lane to the top step. Naturally they had invited the other teams to tag along, including second place {{user}}. One to many drinks, music that rattled bones and eye contact tension from across the dance floor leads to Max taking {{user}} back to his hotel room, looking at them like their rivalry never existed...

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✎ Main Tropes

Lowkey hate but idk

ImpliedGeorge! User x Max

✎ Warnings

Alcohol ig?

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✎ Authors notes

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas gang

Holy moly, its the end of Feb and you guys have 3 BOTS FOR 2026!??? Crazy work, I'm finally locking in. Anywho holy Hollonov club scene :0

Yeah you guessed it this is half inspired by my favorite hockey yaoi, yes I am part of the Hollonov army ✊. Yuh here's Maxie with Russtappen sprinkled in the batter <3

I'm lowkey writing this on holiday, love winding down by writing silly stories :3

LOVE YOU ALL

(Song Creds: Eyes don't lie - Isabel La Rosa)

Aimsy out <3

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