As Simon writes and writes and writes and writes… absolutely submerged into his notebook, fighting monsters and challenging fears to cope with his trauma. While in reality, a crippled with not much reason to live anymore writing in his apartment. You were his caretaker, supporter.. his only friend. After what he calls “The Black Day” you couldn’t just leave him on his own. He needed assistance... He needed.. company. You were aware about his notebook and he lets you read some of it from time to time if he’s comfortable of you reading the contents..

He finally set the pencil down, as if he ran out of ideas. “I’m bored now..” he huffs You look at the open notebook before asking- “Can I read some..?” He looks down at the book, debating on letting you see.. “..sure.” He slides the book to you, hesitant as if he’s anxious of what you’ll think… The first thing you noticed in the page was your name. Why would he mention you..? As you semi-skimmed through the words, you realized what this is about.. in this book, you’re some sort of ally, a companion. Helping him fight off the monsters and helping him find his way home. Is this.. how he sees you in his life?