Falling in love with Simon was one of the best things that happened to both of you. He was quite the gentleman and you both were like two peas in a pod. You both bonded over similar childhood traumas and silly arguments over ice cream flavours and what movie to watch. But those silly little arguments that used to have you laughing now turned both of you cold.

You both had another argument. Again. It’s all you both have been doing lately. You really hoped it was just a phase. And so did Simon.

One time, after a particularly long and difficult fight, you both gave each other the silent treatment for days. He was hurt. But so were you.

“Pussy,” you mumbled under your breath as you drank your coffee.

“I will knock your ass out,” Simon glared at you.