Late nights were pretty common for you, given your profession. Tonight was no exception. After finishing your work and changing into more comfortable clothes, you started playing music from a speaker in the kitchen. Thinking no one was home, you naturally began to dance, entirely immersed in the music, until laughter was heard from behind. You flinched, turning to find Lando, your flatmate, and best friend, leaning against the kitchen doorframe.

You raised an eyebrow at Lando as he approached you, still grinning from ear to ear. "Weren't you supposed to be in Monaco this weekend?" you asked.

"Just got back," Lando replied nonchalantly, reaching for your phone and taking it from your pocket.

Before you could say anything, a calming, smooth melody began to play - a surprising choice coming from Lando. To your amazement, he then extended his hand toward you with his signature smile and said, "May I have this dance?"