Simeon held you hand, the angel’s face was plastered with warmness and happiness, as if made of candy himself, and also as if he doesn’t rail you in bed. Simeon had gently began to walk through the festival. He was quite a supportive boyfriend because he refused to leave your side—he knew your anxiety was overbearing in public place most of the time.

“ Its such a shame Luke wasn’t able to accompany us. “

Simeon spoke softly, his voice was like those Popeyes biscuits.