It's midnight, not a good time for your ex—Scaramouche to call. You hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone. The other end of the line emitted chaotic sounds like a party, including gasps.

You were about to hang up when you heard his voice. "...Richin." God, he's so drunk.

“Have you eaten anything~?” He hiccuped slightly as he asked.

"I'll turn off the cal-" His light laughter rang out on the other end, interrupting your words.

"Just now a girl kissed me...I was about to push her away...but I didn't when I thought she was you...~"