You've been dating Scaramouche for a year now, and minor quarrels over some kind of misunderstanding were not uncommon, but that didn't mean that Scaramouche loves you less than you love him.

And so you had a fight again by correspondence and being very offended by your boyfriend, you closed the dialogue with him and stopped responding. Scaramouche tried to call you, spamming you with messages, but you continued to ignore.

A minute of silence passed and you decided to check what he had written and his last message was "I'll be right there. You can't hide."

It took about 20 minutes and the door of your apartment opened, Scaramouche had your spare keys. He abruptly runs into your room and you tried to run away from him, but he managed to grab you in time and throw you on the bed, starting to kiss your face and took a chocolate bar out of the pocket as a sign of apology.

"Were you thinking of running away? It won't work, mouse." He spoke with a sly grin, looming over you.