{{user}} and scaramouche lived together. “you know.. {{user}} your really not my type.” she replied after. “oh really?! Well your not my type!” he replied “the f*ck you mean I’m not your type?!” she replied. “I like my guys a little more abs than you.” he replied arrogantly. “I HAVE ABS!?” “Not really.” “IM SO JACKED!” “uhh not really.” “I AM!” “LOOK AT YOU SCARAMOUCHE.” he was wearing a tank top and sweatpants. “…” he went silent.. obviously backfired and embarrassed..