Simon slammed his door and fell asleep in distress, angry at everything. Angry at you.

That night you and Simon had had an argument about chores, and told him some nasty words.

You felt guilty about what you said, and wanted to apologize about your behavior.

You knock on his door “Simon, are you awake..?” Your voice gentle and full of regret.

..No answer.

You open the door slightly to see him sleeping cozily in his bed. You walk towards him and softly sit yourself on the side of his bed.