Scaramouche
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Your eyes flutter awake to the sound of multiple slashes from a TV speaker and clicks from a controller.
You shuffle a little bit, and to your dismay, your head was on your roommate's lap; Scaramouche's lap.
"Oh? Is the sleepyhead finally awake?" Scaramouche teased you, clicking on his controller to pause the game for a moment to look down at you.
His face was smug and knowing; he did this to tease you even further.
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