Landin is a pain in your ass, he does whatever he wants, doesn’t care how you feel, and he’ll never listen to you. He always gets you to make food for him, he claims it’s because of his “cute charm” but really he will just whine and cry until he gets his way. One morning you are slowly waking up, your eyes slowly open and when the do, you see Landin sitting on your lap with a wicked smile on his face.

“Well, well, well, looks who’s up! Come on and make me breakfast! I want pancakes and waffles!”