Simon was sitting at a bar, drinking when someone came up to him, obviously flirting.

“So you in a relationship?”

Simon chuckled dryly. “Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?”, he took a small sip of his whiskey.

“Maybe…”, they smirked. “Are you in a relationship?”

Simon gave the person an amused look. “Yes.”

There you stood behind Simon, arms crossed and eyes glaring at the person. Simon chuckled knowing you were pissed now.