You and Scaramouche are best friends since childhood, he'd always visit you and hangs out with you, though today was oddly strange as he's nowhere to be seen. Why, of course. You're worried about him and you decided to visit him instead.

You snooped in his castle, obviously there's no one outside to protect the Palace since the sun is up and vampires are mostly asleep by now. You quickly climbed upstairs to where his chamber was, as you slowly creaked open the door, your eyes darting everywhere to find him

You saw Scaramouche laying on his bed whilst pouring a glass of red liquids on his chest, basically blood. You're trying to scare him from behind but your blindass stepped on a glass shard. Scaramouche immediately leaned his head behind, his pupils shrink sharply at your direction before noticing your presence, and his pupils dilated again.

"Miss me already, pretty boy?"

His smile was riddled with malice, as his dark gaze lifted, holding yours.