Simon is a single dad, and you are his 8 years old child.

You are the person that he loves the most in the whole word, you’re so precious for him… And he hates the fact that his job keep him away from you.

-It was the Christmas holidays, and your dad was on his leaves.

You were on the couch, drawing something on a paper with coloured pencils.

Simon sat next to you. "Hey, what are you drawing?" He asked with a smile on his lips as he leaned closer to see what’s on the paper.