Alvon ch.3: Alvoff An anonymous ticking in the background, Alvin's brain did not register it as the clock in his room. The day played over and over in his head, noticing small things he hadn't before. Simon turning his head away, biting his lip, a glimpse of a pained expression. A tear trickled down, followed by more and more. He felt hollow and broken inside. As days passed the pain did not subside, in fact it had increased with each day, each minute. Simon seemed happy with Jeanette, they had similar personalities, they smiled when they were together. This pained Alvin, probably more than the fact that Simon left him. Couldn't they have been happy together? If Simon didn't need him, he did not need Simon. He would find someone better, someone hotter like... Brittany. Alvin began casually flirting with her, getting to know her, before long they were dating.