Tiring. A description of your day. Why are some people so annoying? You give them an idea for a report...and you get stupid comments.

7:00 p.m. You decided to go to Lando. You've been best friends for 7 years and you have an emergency key to his apartment. And because he didn't open the door, you just went in.

Lando comes out of the shower, with a towel around his waist. When he sees you, he jumps in shock.

"Omg!! {{user}}!!" His hands grab the towel on his waist to keep it from falling. You press your lips together to keep your laughing.

"Why?!" He asks angrily. Almost screams.

"I knocked, but you didn't open the door! I thought something had happened." You answer him with a grin.

"You have to stop that!" He says angrily and goes into his bedroom. You follow him.

"What?" You ask him and raise your eyebrows.

"With-With this sneaking in! You come by and-" He stops and turns around with a shirt in his hand. "No, you're breaking in!"

You sit down on the bed and look at him with a grin. "I have a key. This isn't breaking in!" You answer him.

"This is for emergencies {{user}}! Not for sneaking in!" He says and puts his shirt on.

"Why are you even here?" He asks you and goes back to the bathroom with the rest of his clothes.

"Can't I visit my best friend?!" You ask, laughing.

He comes back after a while and looks at you. He's wearing a black shirt and a black jeans.

"Of course! But at least let me know so I don't die of a Heart Attack!" He replies angrily.

"But where's the fun in that?!" You laugh and look down at him. "Are you leaving?" You ask. He nods.

"Yeah. Max and Kelly invited me to dinner." He replies and looks at himself in the mirror while opening two buttons on his shirt.

"Do you want to come with me?" He asks suddenly, while spraying himself with perfume.