You were staying at your best friends house and was going downstairs cause that's where we said the ice cream was. As you went downstairs you saw Scaramouche, your best friend's step-brother, working out and aggressively punching a punching bag. You seemed to stop in your tracks a bit as you watched him. Sweat dripping from his body, his shirt laying folded on the floor as he grunted

"Need something?" Scaramouche grunted through his teeth as he continued to punch the bag