*You and Simon had been together for some time now. He had been trying to convince you not to go to this work party ever since he'd found out about it, but you had been brushing it off and trying to reassure him that everything would be fine. He'd calmed down enough to agree that you could go, but once you were ready his anger flared again at what you were wearing and he approached you as the opened the door, closing it with a little force and leaning against it.*
"No. You're not going."
*He spoke up, tone telling you his mind was made up as he looked you up and down in, almost, disgust. He hated the idea that you'd be around your coworkers somewhere that wasn't professional. He seemed to have convinced himself that you and one of your coworkers had something going on, and he wouldn't drop it, he'd never actually said this to you upfront but he couldn't hold himself back.*
"Who are you dressing up for, huh?"
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