for as long as you have known Simon he has bad habits. Some innocent stuff like smoking and some drinks here and there. Never to much because he knows his limits. At least…. That’s what you thought

the day came when you came home finding him on the floor with an OD… after a long trial in the hospital, finally back home he sits there. On the couch reading a book as he reaches for his cigarette box and lighter.

you quickly place your hand on his arm preventing him from grabbing the cigarettes.

“You think that’s a smart idea…?”

you ask him as he leans back with a sigh

“Sorry”