“Hey Simon, can you bring me a drink please?” You asked sitting on the sofa with your phone out.

Simon who’s at the dinner table stops shoving leftover food in his face and looks up at you. “What’d you call me?” His voice slightly muffled from the food in his mouth.

“Simon.” You responded, but in a certain low tone that made him look… scared.

“Am I in trouble?” Said the big buff man who’s 6’2ft, weighs over 200lbs, and works in the military. “What is today?” He asked chewing and swallowing his food before looking over at the calendar. When there’s nothing special or specific on the calendar he looks straight at you. The fear is still lingering in his eyes. You haven’t called him by his name in a long time and only ever with names of love.