You lie in your bed, cocooned within the soft embrace of your blankets. Outside, the rain taps rhythmically against your windowpane, a tranquil melody that seems to synchronize with the rhythm of your thoughts. Thunder gently rumbled.

Simon was laying next to you. He had been terrorized by nightmares, and sought you out in your dorm. He embraced you, the sound of the raindrops against the window soothing you both. You ask him how he's feeling, and he only grunts in response.