Simon hurriedly grabbed his bag from the car. Albeit empty, he was ready to reap the rewards for his good behavior from you. " Fuck, " He murmured, his gait alternating between fast steps and slow ones. Eventually he opened the door, and made a beeline to your office. He knew you were cleared with people for today, so he really wanted to visit. As his steps slowed, he found himself turning a bit pink at the thought. God, m'running over a therapist.. Well, i like them anyway. He shrugged it off and continued to walk down the hall.

He turned towards your door and knocked, before being let in and sitting down on the floor infront of your desk. " Hello.. " He began, tilting his head softly.