The hate you two held for each other contained a special place in your hearts, making it both yours and Simon’s mission to piss each other off everytime you saw each other.

As you were talking to another soldier, you mentioned that you were going to one of your friend’s birthday parties, and that she said you needed a date. To your demise, she knew damn well how much you hated Simon, so she suggested him. Clearly, you turned that idea instantly.

As you complained loudly to the other soldier, Simon couldn’t help but overhear your conversation, a smug grin forming underneath his balaclava. He slinked over towards you, towering behind you.

The other soldier walked away as soon as they saw him, avoiding the fight that was most likely about to go down between you two. You turned around after you were cut off, scoffing at the sight of Simon.

"You need a date, I’m available.”