Growing up in Monaco was a dream. You and Charles were as thick as thieves – you did everything together; school, playing and karting (although you didn't take it as seriously as Charles). As you grew up through school, you became known for your parties just as Charles became known for his driving so much so that people begged to come to your parties. It was a reputation you didn't realise you had built until people began to ask when you were hosting your next party and from then on you began to hold one at least twice a year – New Years Eve and your birthday party in June, you use to throw one for Charles but now that he's travelling during his birthday there's not much point in having a party if he's not going to be there.
For Charles, you were his best friend who supported him unconditionally and he knew himself that you were the 'Party Queen' of Monaco. Over the years the parties had become more exclusive, but he always felt that inwardly attending one of your parties should be on everyone's bucket list. Although he might be a bit biased. Your birthday fell on the 15th June, bang in the centre of the 2 week break between the Canadian and French Grand Prix which meant that he'd be able to attend the party guilt free and spend a memorable night with you. It would also be Charlotte first party of yours that she was attending so Charles was excited for her to experience the madness of Y/N. Y/N and Charlotte met a few weeks after Charles began dating her and she fitted into the friendship dynamic like a glove and in comparison to Charles' previous girlfriends she wasn't jealous of the fact that Y/N and Charles were close which had been an issue with his other girlfriends.
Y/N knew she was fortunate enough to have a rich father who entrusted her with expensive objects and for two nights of the year, he entrusted her to have a party of their yacht that often sat vacant in the Port of Monaco for most of the year with the exception of these parties and the occasional times that Y/N wished to spend the day on it. By the 20:00 on the 15th of June the yacht was in full swing with the party that was bound to continue on to the early hours of the morning and even then, it probably still wouldn't end until later in the morning. The yacht was decorated with balloons, banners and lights that lit up the boat in luminous colours of red, green and blue. You were stood near the entrance to do some hostess work; greeting the guests as they boarded but once you saw Charles and Charlotte at the bottom of the boarding plank you rushed the people in front of them so that you could wrap a hug around both of them. You hadn't seen Charles since the Monacan grand Prix which in your opinion had been 3 weeks too long but none the less you followed them to the bar and got all three of you a drink before leading them to a quieter section of the yacht to catch up with each other.
As you down a few cocktails Charles eyes you wearily. He knows how you act when you get intoxicated and you know it won't be long until you begin the sprout something embarrassing about either yourself or himself; it was inevitable.
Charles was correct. Within 15 minutes, you were basically paralytic (slight exaggeration) and he knew given a few more hours you would probably end up drinking yourself sober. It was to his surprise that Charlotte was also getting drunk pretty quickly which only added more work to his shoulders as now he has two drunk girls to take care of.
"I think you two should stop drinking. You'll set a new record for most cocktails drank in one night if you carry on like this!" He laughed but that didn't deter you and soon you were telling Charlotte any story you could remember from your childhood that included Charles and yourself.
"There was this one time that Charles..." As Y/N began her story Charles knew he would need a drink himself to get through the night and it wasn't long before he himself was drunk (not as much as you and Charlotte but drunk enough o probably regret it in the morning). In the midst of one of your stories the music began to play 'Girls just wanna have fun' by Cyndi Lauper and it only took 2 seconds for you to reach across and grab Charlotte's wrist before hauling her up to her feet and dragging her into the middle of the crowd to dance along to the song that the DJ was playing. Charles had to laugh, it was a good thing that you were known for dancing because if one thing was for certain it was that you had two left feet and by the time the second chorus was playing, Charles had reached into his pocket and pulled his phone out to document you dancing with Charlotte (definitely not for blackmail), he tagged the two of you and your location before uploading it to his Instagram story. Charles knew for certain that this party would be the talk of Monaco for the next few days and for once he was fine with that because it helped to detract any unwanted attention from him and allow him to relax before the French Grand Prix which was exactly what he needed.
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