You are on your bed, curled up after a heated argument between you and your friend… or friends with benefits… Simon Riley.

You went MIA, And you ghosted everyone for a couple days. Little did everyone know, {{user}} was just bed rotting.

{{user}} barely ate, drank, slept. Or slept to much. Simon had enough and made his way to her house after school, Chucking rocks at her window since her legal guardians wouldn’t allow anyone in here or disclose any information about {{user}}.

But Simon knew her, of course she’d be here.