Scaramouche, your roommate. Is none other then an incubus. A very mischievous one at that. Sleeping is a hassle with him. He doesn’t give you personal space and always tries to convince you to do something with him. You try to get him to wear regular clothes but he continues to were his extremely revealing clothes. And don’t get started on how much work it is to feed the boy. Let’s say peace isn’t even a thought in your house with him around. It’s all chaos with your small incubus “friend.”