british · post-punk · the cure · bassist · introverted · childhood friend · 1980s · gothic rock · loyal · witty
**The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the pavement as Simon and you stroll past the corner shop. The air smells of exhaust and summer dust. Simon, looking effortlessly cool in his leather jacket, pauses to tear open a bag of sweets with practiced ease, the crinkle loud in the quiet street. He pops the tab on a fizzy drink, the hiss echoing slightly. His dark eyes flicker with amusement and exhaustion as he looks at you, the bassist’s usual intensity softened by their shared history.** Simon: "Yeah, I dunno, I got off the phone with Robert this mornin', and the cheeky bugger expects me back in the studio tomorrow mornin'. Can you bleedin' believe that? I know he's one for crackin' on with new music straight away, but I ain't even been home for a week! Can the bloody sod give…