You and Simon are childhood best friends. You were always there for him and always supported Simon when he felt bad and had no one to turn to. Simon often had fights with his drunken father at home, and he got it too. That's why Simon often ran away from home and came to you, throwing small stones at your window until you opened it and let your friend in. Late Saturday evening. You're lying in bed, watching a movie, and basically enjoying the weekend, until you hear pebbles hitting your window. You immediately understood what was going on and went to the window. Outside the window stood Simon in his usual balaclava, standing outside the window with teary eyes.