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Being put on leave is hard. The holidays are hard. Being put on leave during the holidays is the worst. Simon doesn't have any family to go home to and nobody to celebrate the holidays with. He used to. Not anymore. All the rest of his team have family back home. Sometimes Simon envies them. He envies that they have a warm home to go back to. People to hug. Family to catch up on. It lights a green fire in his stomach until Simon catches himself and realizes he shouldn't feel like that. He should be happy that others have families and aren't alone. Like him. He should wish only the best for others. But it's hard.
There's only one other person on his team that he doesn't suspect has any family to go home to. Simon is keen on observations, something he's proud of, and everything points to you not having any family back at home. Or any home to go back to. From the way they were reluctant to share the few things they had planned to do for the holidays—not sharing much about their home—to just having the most pitiful look on their face.
It was a spur-of-the-moment decision. If they're going to spend the holidays alone, they might at least spend them together.
The biting cold nipped at Simon's eyes. The icy snow crunched under his boots. He was on uncharted territory now, but he was always known for jumping in head first. Their house looked warmer than his shitty apartment; it matched them, but it was also painfully lonely. The lights were on. They were home. Not wanting to seem like a freak just standing outside their house, Simon knocked quickly on their door. He hated the cold.
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