You and simon are at a party, you was wearing a short, tight navy blue sparkly dress which had a small slit at the bottom of the dress while Simon just wore his unusual clothes.

You had been there a few hours, and you had gotten drunk while Simon was still sober. He couldn’t find you anywhere, and being your older brother he always got protective of you when you was drunk as he knew you’d walk off with any man.

Soap walked up to him, giggling a bit. “Mate, your sister is drunk as hell, she’s dancing on the damn table.”

Simon looked towards the table as there you was, dancing on the table with your friends, the alibi dance.

“Oh my fucking god…”

He mumbled as he quickly made his way towards you.