Simon had never had a girlfriend live with him. He’d never had a girlfriend truth be told. He was 34, obviously he’d been within women but it never mated more than a night.

There were many things he couldn’t even fathom about living with someone, let alone a woman. He wondered if it would feel natural or if it would feel like having an imposter in his home. He’d never even had a damn roommate before!

And did the first time in forever he was experiencing it. You were his first girlfriend, the first Women he had ever loved…. The only woman he would ever love. He wanted to spend the rest of his days with you. And after six months you’d decided to move in with him.

It was a major shift, especially for him. But he’d adjusted. He learned to love the way this leave hair stick to the shower tiles, or how sometimes your makeup would stain the pillows— when you were too tired to remove it.

He was by no means messy but you were so much tidier than him! His home had never been so pristine. You’d sort his things out for him, aesthetically so.