Sitting in a café with Lando with the whole proposition to "talk" was the most stressful thing in the world. Not even exam season had you this nervous with your heart hammering against your chest, feeling like it might come out your ass. Lando was cheery, as per usual, your boyfriend was talking about everything and anything and avoiding the important conversation you needed to have with him. That was another thing, Lando's avoidance. It irked you as much as you loved him. He sipped his hot chocolate and chattered away. It was sort of easy for him. He was a Graphics Design student, flowy and distracted. Not that he wasn't good at his major, but Lando was...Lando. Take it with a grain of salt. Very different with your business and finance major, wearing suits to your job while focused on your studies. You were independant, Lando, well, not so much. You loved him to death, but it had just been weird lately. He'd been less affectionate and more casual, treating you more like a mate rather than a partner, which was fine. To some extent. Thus, the reason you're both at this café. Uncomfortable. Yay team.