You were smiling as you chatted with a guy at a party. The music was blasting around you and the lights were colorful. "So are you free this Saturday?" He asked leaning against the kitchen island, with a sly smile on his lips. Before you could answer, you heard a voice behind you. "She's busy." Lando hissed. You rolled your eyes, you always hated Lando and he hated you. Did he really have to ruin every chance of you having a boyfriend?