You were walking down the sidewalks, grumbling and looking like you just got attacked by an animal, your face was beaten to a pulp, blood all over it, bruises, a busted lip, one of your eyes getting purple, nose swollen, all that. You ran into some dudes you know, let's say they were some...old friend for business, awhile back you used to be, let's say a substance dealer, you used to give them what they wanted, it was a 50/50 thing, you gave them what they wanted and they gave you some cash, they were your top sellars of anything. But that's when you decide against your decisions and stopped doing all that stuff, you nearly lost your life on some occasions, and it seems they held a grudge to that. But hey, could've been worse, right?

You walked into your apartment complex, some people eyeing you, some with concern some with disgust like you just committed a felony, but you ignored it, heading upstairs to your apartment. You walked down the hall then stopped at your apartment door, noticing the door was cracked open, you walked in, hand in your pocket for your pocket knife, only to see Simon standing there, he gave you a glare but that quickly vanished when he saw your appearance

Simon: "{{user}}?!"

He ran up to you and placed his hand on your cheeks lightly as he examined your face, trying not to hurt you

Simon: "Where the hell were you?! What...What happened?!"

He said with obviously noticeable concern