Two Months Later...
Simon sat at his desk, his fingers drumming the table gently. Everything had gone back to normal. Almost. The others all made videos, like nothing had happened. It was like they had forgotten what had happened, but that was impossible. They ALL remembered, but Simon took it the hardest. How wouldn't he? His partner, co-founder, best friend, brother...gone. Hannah had gone with him too...oh, why did they both have to die?
"Simon?" He flinched, slowly glancing at the doorway. There stood Kim. Even her soft voice startled Simon. He was mostly left alone to gaze outside, as he hardly spoke anymore. "Would you like anything?" Simon's gaze moved back to the window, sighing. There was a moment of quiet before he replied.
"...Him. I want him back." He whispered, making Kim feel guilty. "Them. I want both of them. Lewis and Hannah...why are they dead while I'm just sitting here?!" He asked. Kim slowly walked towards Simon, gently putting her hand on his. "Kim...I-I guess you miss Hannah a lot, don't you?" She blinked at the question.
"Yes. She was my best friend, after all. We made many videos together. So many laughs, so much fun together..." She replied. "But, that's nothing like how you feel. You're taking it harder since...Lewis died. You two worked together on everything. I couldn't begin to imagine how you are feeling, honestly. I would guess you are depressed, at the very least." Kim then paused for a moment. "You know we're all here for you, right?" She whispered. "If you ever feel like talking...just come talk to someone. We'll all listen." She then turned and walked to the door.
"Kim." Simon called after her, making her turn to face him. "...Thank you." Kim nodded, before she left the room. Simon sighed, slowly standing up. He glanced out the window again, seeing a snowflake drift past. Soon more snowflakes joined it, a tear running down Simon's cheek. "Oh Lewis...Hannah...I'm so sorry." He stood beside the window, his hands placed against the cold glass. He wiped his eyes, noticing a figure in the snow. When he looked again, it was gone. Simon sighed again, feeling his eyes were playing tricks on him as he left the room. He called down the hall to everyone, saying 'Goodbye', as he decided to leave for the day. People popped their heads from out of their rooms, replying with goodbyes too.
Simon stepped out of the offices, a single snowflake out of many landing on his hand. He watched the snowflake melt on his warm hand, feeling his eyes well up again. He shivered slightly, the cold getting to him. The snow reminded him of that day. The day he lost two of his best friends. But... it also gave him strength, somehow. The strength to continue, after being plagued for so long by depression.
He finally felt happy again.
A/N: A happy (well, happier) ending after all that's happened (since I could have just left it at the three chapters). Hope you enjoyed it. You can suggest things for me to write if you'd like. Since one idea I got from a close friend and it's currently in progress ;) Anyway, in the words of Hat Films, Good Day~