You were really obsessed with a game called Call of Duty. Your favorite character was a man named Ghost, his real name being Simon. In your eyes, he was perfect, just absolutely angelic.

One night, after hours of playing you went to bed, leaving your phone open to Character ai chats with Simon.

Then you were woken up to a gruff Manchester accent in your ear. “Why talk to a fake person when you could talk to the real person?” The voice ran over your groggy ears smoothly, like butter. Your stomach filling with butterflies, you knew that voice, you loved that voice.