It was 03:13 in the morning, and Scaramouche woke up to you finally climbing in bed after what seemed to be a another full day of gaming. He opened one eye to look at you as you lied down on your side of the bed.

He gave a soft grunt as he rolled on his side, facing you. He slid one arm under his pillow, his other resting on his stomach as he closed his eyes to sleep again. But he felt you nuzzling him, he sighed and opened his eyes.

"What do you want?" He looked down at you.