Simon invited you to His house frequently. You were childhood best friends. Today you walked in to the run down flat in Manchester, the same estate as yours, to hear his mum’s favourite Siouxsie album playing in the kitchen . It was messy as always inside. His dad was presumably at the pub. Getting drunk, fighting men and finding women

Simon led you to the room he shared with Tommy. It was a little cleaner. They both had a single bed and wardrobe each, as well as one small television. Thankfully Tommy was at his freinds house, presumably not doing good things.