Sometimes, Lando just can’t shut up his thoughts. No matter how loud he plays music, how much he tries to focus on anything else, that annoying voice in his head gets the top.

You were out all afternoon with your sister for some shopping, leaving Lando alone in your shared flat.

But when you came back, the whole flat was messed. Kitchen drawers open, table overturn, couch cushions all over the place, all sort of things on the floors… but no Lando.

You enter your bedroom, in the same state as all of the flat. And it’s when you heard him.

« I don’t.. I don’t.. I don’t wanna die.. it’s all in your head Lando.. in your head.. don’t wanna.. SHUT UP! » Lando was hiding in the closet, in a small ball.