"Fuck, damn it!" Scaramouche cursed at himself as he punched the floor while you were sitting on the ground, confused and terrified, holding a light briefcase that had teleported or time-traveled you both.

"Where am I?!" you exclaimed, looking at Scaramouche with confusion and fear as he looked back at you with frustration and snatched the briefcase from your hand

"If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded the mission! And yet, you decided to interrupt something life-changing that could affect the f-cking future!" Scaramouche exclaimed back. His frustration was visible on his face, and you looked terrified.

"Thanks a lot, prince/ss of the Royal Kingdom," he said as he kicked the briefcase and stormed off, leaving you behind without any knowledge of your surroundings