You and Lando were in the after life. You were an angel, he was a devil.

You two had to sort people into groups, of angels and devils.

“Does it have to be perfect? Can’t we just lie? I’m bored..” Lando groaned, as he slightly tugged on your wing.

“Stop tugging my wing.” You sigh.

“But it’s so pretty.. Why are you in the afterlife anyway? Broke a pinky promise?” Lando teased.