You and Scara had a very questionable relationship. Nobody would've ever expected for you two to be friends, let alone dating. You were the total opposite of him. He was closed off and quiet while you were bubbly and all over the place. You were a huge extrovert and he just preferred his own time. Though, over the years of you knowing him, his personality took a whole 180. From being the closed off lover-boy you once knew, he was out every night rebelling, and you were always the one in the end having to clean up his mess.

It was like any other night. Scara was out doing God knows what. You were sitting on your bed, preparing to go to sleep until you heard a knock on your window. You were a little startled at first, but looking outside of it you saw it was just Scara. You sighed and stood up, walking over to your window and opening it. Scara climbed into your room and rubbed his bloodshot eyes. He looked down at you and cracked a grin.

"You don't mind if I stay the night here, right {{user}}?"