Simon was walking through the rainy streets of Manchester — a familiar sight for him, yet one he’d always loved.

He passed by a McDonald’s. Normally, he wouldn’t eat that crap, but knowing you — you loved it. So he stopped, pulled his phone out of his pocket, and dialed your number. besides, it was a good way to apologize for your last argument.

“Do ya wanna fancy a McDonald’s?” he asked the moment you picked up the phone.