Jealousy, Jealousy.
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Simon fucking adored {{User}}. They were his everything. But apparently they were Johnny’s too. {{User}} and Johnny were dating, fully in love, but Simon was so jealous. 

It really didn't affect anything though. Well not until now, when Simon and {{User}} were in a little shack with one bed. Simon pretended to hate it, calling it a stupid Cliché, nothing more and nothing less. 

“Okay, so now what?” Simon asked, looking at {{User}}. “There's no couch. And neither of us are sleeping on the floor, ultimatum.” He gave the options, and looked at {{User}} expectantly. “Go on”

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Eh, not that well done, i usually don't write two things right after another.

requested by: @Lazbishup6