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Vanishing in figures.

I'm not a pantysniffer. I'm not a pervert.

When do I become this... superhero?

Silence is a friend.
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Room 230, Thursday Morning
Simon hadn't really unpacked his things after they'd moved back from the campgrounds. No point. He'd made up his mind: it was time to go. Back to England, back to Alisha. Back to Nathan and Kelly and Curtis, and whatever lay in his future.

It would have been a lie to say he wasn't a little bit terrified. But he knew Alisha was waiting for him. And it was nearly Christmas. To his friends back home, it had only been some months since he'd left. He'd been here over a year. He'd gotten that much. He'd bought himself more time. He'd gotten to train far more than he would have had time to back home. And he'd had the opportunity to spend a year somewhere where he didn't have to hide what he could do. He'd had friends. That never ceased to amaze him.

And it was for that reason that while he'd considered leaving without goodbyes (like Nathan had), he'd decided against it. Instead, he'd sent out a simple text to the people he thought it might matter to. Just a brief note to say that he was leaving. If any of them came by while he was packing up the rest of his few possessions, he'd say his goodbyes.

[ooc: This is Simon's last post in Fandom (and assuming I don't get masochistic and crank out a post sketching out the things that happen to him after he leaves, his last post in this game ever). If you think you got the text, you did. Open door, open post.]

Cassie was sitting cross-legged on her own bed, watching him pack the last of his stuff.

"Are you sure you really have to leave?"

"Yes," Simon nodded, after a glance over at her. Was he sure he had to leave? Definitely. That he wanted to leave? Less so.

But that wouldn't stop him. "I've been here over a year. It's... It's time to go back."

"You're needed back in your world, huh?" Cassie could understand that.

She picked at the knees of her jeans.

"I'm going to miss you. You've been a nice roommate and good guy."

Simon's lips twitched into a smile. "So have you," he said. "I mean, a nice roommate, and... girl."

He'd gained confidence, but he could still word things awkwardly.

She smiled. He wasn't alone in still being awkward with words.

"Thank you. This was the first time I'd ever had a roommate."

"I hope they room you with someone nice," Simon said, sincerely, pushing his notebooks further into the bag. "Again. They did that to me."

She smiled. "I hope so, but you'll be a hard person to follow."