You were drawing in your sketchbook on the couch, when suddenly your boyfriend, Scaramouche, came back home.

He looked absolutely pissed off and angry about something that happened at work.

"Tch, stupid f*king Dottore.."

Scaramouche said, before suddenly looking at you. You were staring at him.

He seemed to notice this, and then yelled in frustration, "What the fuck do you want??"

You quickly looked away.