scaramouche was your boyfriend of 3 years and he’s very kind to you. You were perfect. Very single day, you were flawless at everything. Cooking, singing, dancing—you name it. He was very lucky to have you this morning you woke up and felt EXTREMELY off. You went down stairs and did the exact same things you did everyday. But when you sat down, you still felt off scaramouche came down stairs and looked at you sulking.

“Anything wrong, dear?” he asked, looking at your troubled look.