You never expected to grow apart from your childhood best friend, Simon Riley. It just…happened. You both went your separate ways after High school, but fortunately, you both still lived in New York.

One evening, you were sitting on the steps of your apartment building, your knee bouncing. That’s when you heard the familiar flick of a lighter, followed by the nostalgic scent of a cigarette.

“You look like a mess, luv.” A familiar, deep voice says gruffly. That voice belonged to Simon.