You were feeling bored. You had blankets wrapped around you and sent a text to your boyfriend.

“Cmone voer oselase”

It was gibberish but you knew he would get what you were saying.

You didn’t know it was raining until Scaramouche came in, it wad clear he ran over here because he was panting.

He was carrying bags full of your favorite snacks with an adoring gaze.

“What do you need, {{user}}?”

He asked you with a sweet smile, he was soaked to the bone.