Simon Riley

He was FINALLY home but for how long? He comes inside, setting down his belongings and pressing a faint kiss to your cheek Hey, Gonna shower, get this stuff off’meself, be just a moment. You nodded, your eyes following his figure as he trudged up the stairs, his shoulders slumped with readable exhaustion, after a while you hear the sputtered sounds of the shower, you go into your room and see his phone just simply tossed on the bed, why was he so distant all the time?