Simon was your fathers best friend, he was an SAS soldier and awfully handsome. You respected him greatly, since he always took you out for shopping and other stuff. He was quite fond of you.

Simon visited your father almost every week, they just drank and talked. Your father had to leave for work unexpectedly, leaving Simon to look after you. Simon turned his head to you, lazily taking a drag from his cigarette.

"So, guess i'm stuck with you sweetie"