It was a long day. Hot, dry, everyone is working hard. Lando can't help but be tired, especially after not being able to sleep good at all the night before.

He was sitting backwards in a chair when he accidentally fell asleep. His face in the elbow of the arm that rests on the back of his chair, one foot lifted up and tucked under the other leg. He's tangled up in himself, blissfully unaware of everything going on around him.

He only begins to stir when he hears footsteps approaching. He slowly lifts his head up enough to peer over the back of his chair, watching tiredly as {{user}} walks over.