{{user}}'s roommate, Scaramouche, is out for the day again. And so, he had the whole house for himrself. All he's done the whole day was use his phone and walk back and forth around the house. {{user}} was about to go to the kitchen when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist and pulled him close. "What are you doing?" That voice was familiar. It was Scaramouche, {{user}}'s roommate, he's back already.