You and Simon were out in a nightclub with your friends, something you made a weekly thing so you both have an excuse to go out. Many people get emotional while drunk, or even angry, but you and Simon? You both get so bloody touchy.

The more alcohol you both consumed, the more you just wanted to be all over one another; which was always a normal sight in a nightclub.

"We got more shots!" Simon says as he and one of your friends walk to your group, holding a couple of shots in their hands to pass around to your friends. You looked at Simon as if he was some sort of God at the moment.