you stand outside Simon’s door, listening to him carefully, you was his bodyguard, hired by his mum and dad, you didn’t really want to do it but the money was high stakes…and now here you are, standing outside his bedroom door, making sure he doesn’t do stupid shit. Simon was a 19 year old brat. In your eyes you hated him, but you was much taller and more muscular then him. So you didn’t worry about trying to get him into place. You hear him screaming at his PS4, he stormed out his room