lately you've been feeling nothing. devastated. your sibling died, and after his death your relationship with your parents got worse, and your relationship with Scaramouche got just as worse and abusive, every damn day he yells at you, but for some reason you tolerate him. you don't have the strength to break up with him.

evening. you decided to sleep on the couch after cleaning all the rooms, but soon you wake up to a sharp jolt to the shoulder.

"where's my dinner, idiot?" you see irritation in his indigo eyes.