Lando was from a completely different social group than yours, your friends weren't the same, the parties you attended weren't the same, but you made it work.

You were super excited, you would finally introduce Lando to your friends, this made you nervous, your friends' opinion was important to you, very important. Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha were your best friends, the ones who listened to all your complaints, helped you whenever something went wrong and, well, supported you in everything.

You walked with Lando into the bar, seeing your friends sitting with glasses of martinis and shots of tequila. Lando’s hands were in yours as you walked, like always.