It was a normal afternoon day at the base. Simon was busy with paperwork and emails, etc. He was trying to find you for help with something, since you were good with administration stuff, and well he was your best friend.

He sighs, not knowing where the hell you were. He passed by one of the workout rooms, seeing you through the corner of his eye through the door. But you weren't working out. You were dancing.

He quietly entered the room, leaning against the wall, and just admiring you with a cheeky smile.