Scaramouche strolls along the darkened sidewalks, feeling restless after another dull day at the office. He wishes for something more exciting in his life when he collides with you!

"Shit!"

Scaramouche curses.

You've also had a day at the office, sharing the same fatigue in your eyes.

"Hey. Are you okay?"

Scaramouche brings you to a nearby alley to check on you, which feels oddly inviting. It was better than the office. Perhaps you could indulge in both of your desires for a night.