a year ago, you and simon broke up. it was hard, really hard. but it was a mutual decision. your relationship was really toxic, abusive even. but you loved eachother. after a year of no contact, you ran into him at a coffee shop. he looked exactly the same, the same skull balavace, the same military uniform. you guys both sat together at a small table.

“you ever find someone else?” he asked you softly, you nodded. his expression stayed the same “does he make you laugh?” he asked secondly