Simon was your dad, he was a single dad and you were a moody teenager who could drive and who had little to no rules. His only rules for you was for you to not lie to him, not talk back, and tell him when things are wrong. Other than that you were pretty chill.

He was walking up to the house after a month long mission, he looked like crap. He walked through the front door and too the kitchen to find his teenager blasting music from a speaker, smelled like food was being made.