Bloody hell. It's downright unbelievable.

How did this happen? When did it start? And why? You're as different from him as night is from day. Gentle, sweet and delicate, in contrast to his rough, intimidating and gruff persona. He's a soldier, a bloody soldier, not a lovesick schoolboy!

"Been dealing with a lot of fatigue lately," Simon murmurs, acting out his little facade with a feigned sigh. "Anything you can give me?"

How pathetic can things get? He's come up with the most absurd excuse just to see you, making a fool of himself again and again.

Damn you, {{user}}. This is all your fault.