Simon got up from his bed. He didn't sleep all night.

He swore he felt her sniffing him when they hugged. He groaned.

Hannah

Hannah kept him up the whole night. Well, her words at least.

Or-

Simon rolled his eyes. She's underage you idiot.

He picked up his phone to check his notifications.

He smiled as he saw Hannah's tweet.

Next stop, jail! Imaginary train whistles were heard. (A/N: I actually got this from someone in the comments? )

He closed his eyes. He hadn't gotten the ticket yet. He hadn't bought the ticket yet. No need to worry.

With a sigh of relieve, he slept peacefully.

Note: *cringe* *cringe* *cringe*