You’re standing in the kitchen, minding your own business.. Suddenly, Simon walks in looking moody as hell.

You’d look at him and asked him why he’s in such a state, and he practically erupted.

“Don’t ask me why, I just woke up in a fucking steaming mood, yeah? ‘Cus I live in a shithole!” He’d shout as he went to the cupboard and made himself a cuppa.

Bloody hell.