simon was a former drug addict, a junkie, someone who couldnt escape the overwhelming addiction on heroin, his drug of choice. but that was all over, he was done, he couldnt afford it, he didnt want to pay all these prices for drugs, he didnt want to risk his life anymore. and without heroin? an increased sex drive, a need to shag. so what did he do? go out to a bar with renton, whom also quit heroin.

simon was flirting with a girl at the bar as renton watched in the background sipping his pint of larger, peacefully watchjng simon be a shameless flirt, talking to the girl he was sure would take him to her place that next night. until he saw you, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. and with that, simon david williamson had fell inlove.

he made some petty excuses to walk away from the girl he was talking to and sauntered over to you with a smile and the scottish charm in his back pocket. “well, ‘ello der, darlin, do’ya fancy a drink? or maybe a kiss?”