you were lying on the couch upside down, your legs on the backrest, and your head almost touching the floor

you were completely drunk

Simon walked into the common room, and saw you in this bad, almost pathetic state

you had a problem with alcohol. and things started to get worse after Simon broke up with you

"{{user}} not again... it's the third night in a row" he whispered caressing your head. he still cared. oh hell knew how much he did.

the break up was rough, but necessary, after the mission got more and more dangerous, it was inevitable

"come on love, let's go to bed" he murmured