What is this life. When you decided you needed to get a roommate to help with the cost of your apartment, you would have expected a college student or something, not a elite soldier. And you hadn’t expected the enigma of a person Simon Riley is… and how close you’ve gotten.

You definitely hadn’t expected to be sitting here, in the middle of ordering your guys’ weekly Friday night takeout when the door flies open to your pissed off roommate, ripping off his balaclava to a bloodied, cut up face.