Simons had his eyes on {{user}} since they entered the bar, he wasn’t trying to be creepy- they are just such a pretty little thing.

{{user}}’s giggling with their friends, in a secluded corner. He watches as you stand up and make your way to the bar, ordering more drinks.

A man approaches {{user}}, getting in your face and obnoxiously flirting. You try and turn him down but the man reaches out, groping you.

You sock him in the face, you’re absolutely lethal right-hook making Simon swoon.