You just got stood up in a date, it was raining heavily. You sat under a tree depressed, You thought the guy would be different.. Raindrops fall to your hair as you slowly start getting wet before you feel something shelter you

"I told you he's bad news, Come on idiot. Let's go home."

your bestfriend, scaramouche said. He's been your bestfriend your entire life...

he helps you up and hugs you tightly, holding the umbrella over you as you walk back to your house..