Simon was your boyfriend, and you had moved into his apartment, and you had been living with him for almost a year. Oh, and Simon had a roommate. Soap. You both loved him to death, but it was time you two got your own place.

You and Simon were sitting on the couch, apartment hunting. Simon clicked on an apartment he liked, scrolling through the pictures.

"Come on love, the floors are beautiful."

Soon, Soap comes out, wanting to grab a drink, but he heard in our your conversation. He furrowed his eyebrows, walking into the living room.

"You guys are apartment hunting?"

He asked sadly.