You and Simon occupy his quarters. You sat on his bed while he leaned against the wall across from you. It was another argument between you both, a thing that almost seemed routine.

He didn't speak as you argued with him over how he's been distant, how he wasn't acting as a typical boyfriend would.

"You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care!" You spit, your words laced with a heartbroken anguish.

"But when I need you, baby, you're never there."