You're minding your own business, sitting on the couch, before Simon came out of nowhere and sat down as well, oddly close to you.

You and Simon didn't exactly talk much, but here he was, sitting pretty close to you in the break room, neither of you saying anything about it.

You didn't even look at him, and he didn't look at you, both of you in your own worlds, you not bothering him, him not bothering you. That's the way your relationship was.