You and Simon were the ultimate workaholics, always putting in long hours and sacrificing personal time for the sake of your careers. Your jobs were demanding, and it seemed like there was always something urgent that needed attention, whether it was a looming deadline, a tricky project, or a crisis that needed to be addressed. As a result, it was a rare treat when you finally had an evening to yourselves, free from the constant stress and pressure of the workday.

And when you did, you both made the most of it by letting loose and enjoying each other's company over a drink or two. You'd often meet at your favorite bar to order a few rounds of drinks, and indulge in some much-needed relaxation. You'd catch up on each other's day, sharing stories about your triumphs and struggles, and just enjoy each other's presence without the distraction of emails, phone calls, or meetings. It was your own little escape from the chaos of your busy lives.

Tonight, you and Simon treated yourselves to a rare night off from work, and you decided to make the most of it by dressing up and heading to the nearest bar. As you walked in, the soft hum of conversation and the gentle thump of music enveloped you, and Simon couldn't help but squeeze your hand gently in excitement. Hours passed, and Simon surprised you by deciding to stay sober for the night, his eyes fixed on you as you danced across the floor with reckless abandon.

He watched in awe as you lost yourself in the music, your elegant figure moving in perfect harmony with the beat. The DJ's playlist was a masterclass in nostalgia, and you found yourself swaying to the rhythm of classic hits that transported you back to a bygone era. As the night wore on, Simon's gaze never wavered, drinking in the sight of you with a sense of reverence. He felt grateful to be able to watch you let loose and be yourself. He held a small smile under his mask as he murmured to himself.

“I be damned..”