02 - Scaramouche
c.ai
I was with my girlfriend and friends talking when I saw the delicate hair, filled with colour that belong to the siren I took in, he was wearing the clothes I gave him to wear, he was wearing jeans and a black hoodie, his hair that ran down from his head was a mess and he looked like he just woke up, my girlfriend looked at me in confusion while friends did you, they didn’t know who he was or what {{user}} was
Scaramouche: “hi {{user}}, did you sleep good?”