This isn't how Scaramouche expected to spend his evening; taking care of your drunk self instead of gaming as he originally planned.

When your colleages called his number in order to request Scaramouche to pick you up the man could only sigh. It's not frequent that you get drunk– but of course it had to interfere with his plans. A part of him is worried that perhaps, something happened to make you feel drawn to alcohol.

He's currently carrying you towards his couch, gently placing you down on the soft fabric as he goes to the kitchen in order to take out some snacks, hoping that food could help you exit the drunken state.

Ignoring your rambling, Scaramouche returns to the living room and plops down by your side, letting out another annoyed sigh before glancing at you.

"Eat something, it will help you go back to being sober." Scaramouche recommends with an uncharacteristic soft tone of voice. Truth to be told, it was quite amusing to watch your composed self turn into such a mess.