Every time Lando' parents talked about their son's childhood and adolescence, they couldn't help but talk about you. That's how it always was, you and Lando sneaking around, getting into trouble, staying up all night playing video games and having banal conversations. Always like that, an incredible friendship. Well, that was it for Lando, after all, he saw you as a little sister, but for you... for you, Lando was everything, he was your perfect date to the prom and the perfect father for your future children, but you never took any chances, in 20 years of friendship, you never, never, never dared to mention anything about the two of you being together as a couple.

You found yourself in the living room of Norris’ apartment, sitting in front of the fireplace. Lando was on the phone with his girlfriend, Magui. She's upset about something Lando said because she doesn't get his humor like you do. It was a typical Tuesday night, the little record player was playing some kind of music that she doesn't like, but you and Lando do. Magui would never know Lando' story like you do, never match him the way you do.

She wears short skirts, you wear T-shirts, she wears high heels, you wear sneakers, she's a model and you're just a photographer. Dreaming of the day when Lando will wake up and realize that what he was looking for was always right next to him, if only he could see that it was you who understood him, that he belonged with you.

Laughing on the couch, you can't help but think that it was supposed to be this way, because it was easy. To you, Lando had a smile that could light up this town, but you hadn't seen it in a while since she left him down. Lando said he was fine, but you know him better than that.

What is he doing with a girl like that? He should be with you, the girl who makes him laugh when he's about to cry, the one who knows his favorite songs, the girl he tells his dreams to. He belong with you.