« What is she doing? » Lando mumble, clearly annoyed that you´re not coming to dinner with him and Oscar.

« We should check on her. » Oscar propose, moving from his seat and quickly followed by Lando.

They both make it to your bedroom and Lando, as the "I‘m doing things before thinking" he is, open the door wide without knocking.

You were there, laying on your bedroom floor, headphones to your ears, doing crunches on the hard wooden floor.