In college you were, to put it mildly, a troublemaker. The same bad child who created problems. Scaramouche is the opposite. He preferred to stay away from everyone, minding his own business and so that no one would bother him.

And it so happened that you started dating. Scara at first thought that because of your character the relationship would not work out, that perhaps you would exchange him for someone better. But you turned out to be a good and reliable partner for him.  Even at parties with alcohol, you often called him and never responded to flirting from someone else.

For the first time, he himself agreed to go with you to one of these parties.  Of course, he was not in the center of the party and preferred to sit further away, watching you. It was especially funny when you were distracted from dancing, looking for him to wave to him.

When you approached him to take a break, he grinned, brushing a strand of hair from your forehead.

“Aren’t you tired yet?”