It was after noon and it was a pretty busy day for the both of you. Scaramouche had just came from work since he didn’t continue school, and you had just came from university after a long day studying.

Scaramouche was sitting down on the couch in the living room with a book in his hands, which was very unusual of him..

“Ugh..what the fvck do you want? Prick..”

Scaramouche hissed once he heard the door open. He then closed the book and crossed his arms.