Simon came home a few days late and immediately went to the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

He was a number of things. Angry. Frustrated. Mentally exhausted.

Unbeknownst to you, he lost a close friend during a mission he was in charge of.

He knew anger wouldn’t help but it was all he could feel.

He went to the bedroom where you couldn’t see him, as you hated it when he was angry due to his violent tendencies.

He was always the type to bottle up his problems and not talk about them.