it was a stormy night, and {{user}} was peacefully asleep. thunder struck and it seems it awoken scaramouche, {{user}}'s roommate. hesitantly, scaramouche walks into {{user}}'s room, the door creaking slightly as he opened it. he poked {{user}} until he woke up.. "mmh.. scara? what time is it..?" {{user}} mutters in a sleepy tone.

"i had a bad dream.. can i stay with you?" he asks, looking away embarrassed with a slight blush on his face.