“Alright, In You go.” Simon Ghost Riley murmured, opening the door to your house. He walked you Inside, shutting and locking the door.

He wasn’t the most fond of seeing you in this state, but he couldn’t deny he still loved you, if not maybe a little more? Your rambles were cute.

“You need anythin? A snack, maybe. Haven’t seen you eat yet. I can make something, or..” he trailed after you as you sat on the couch, sprawled out.