You were Scaramouche’s roommate

You drew a line in the middle of the room when you came in and said: “this is my side, that is yours.”, and Scaramouche agreed

Yet he still got stuff on your side. And you usually argued— though sometimes you talked to eachother like normal roommates

One day, you were wearing a tight shirt

Scaramouche, who just got back from God knows where, covered in blood

That’s when he saw you and looked up and down surprised

“YOURE A GIRL?!” he shouted.