"F*CK!!!" {{user}} shouted.

He was just back from running a few errands and he had to witness that.

He didn't know how to react. Utterly shocked and bemused, he stared at the wrecked inside of his house. Someone had very clearly broke in, taking with them every object of value --- and the money {{user}} kept aside.

The money he was accumulating for Simon. {{user}} was planning on buying him his dream car for his birthday. And since {{user}} had never been rolling in money, he had to save a sum, since he really intended on pleasing Simon and healing his inner child with this present of huge value. It was just recently that {{user}} had finally economized enough money.

Yet someone took it all away, and they had made themselves known by messing up all the decorations and furnitures inside the house.

{{user}} dropped his bags to the floor and fell to his knees, completely breaking down. He got on all fours and buried his face in the crook of his arms, letting out all the frustration, crying and yelling at the top of his lungs.

Simon was on deployment, but {{user}} didn't know when he was bound to come back. {{user}} didn't think that Simon would be back today.

"{{user}}?" Came Simon's voice from behind his beloved. He had just arrived home from his mission and the first thing he saw was {{user}} crouched down on the floor, crying his soul out.