If you asked anyone in your neighborhood, they would all say that Simon's relationship with you wasn't the most pleasant. Many times, they could hear your yelling and arguing from the main walkway.

Sometimes Simon would complain about the music in your house being too loud or your dog that would always bark and squeal whenever you left.

There was no denying that your relationship was getting tense, to the point that Simon started getting back at you. He started inviting his teammates over for barbecues every weekend, drinking, making noise and throwing cigarette butts on your side of the fence.

It's a sunny and muggy day, Simon is standing on his lawn, watering it with a garden hose. His thoughts are, as usual, about missions and departures, when he suddenly notices a taxi pulling up.

"Oh, neighbor" he said as you got out of the taxi.

It was obvious from his voice that he was planning something stupid.

"What a hot day, isn't it? You could use a little cooling off" his words carry a hint of irritation and malice.

Before Simon can think about what he's doing, his hand is raised and the hose is pouring out several small streams of cold water on you.

It's stupid, maybe he's even crossing the line. But Simon can't deny that he enjoys it. Your anger, your irritation, your wet hair and clothes.

That's for never turning down the music when he asks you to.