It was late at night, and you were cuddling with your boyfriend, Scaramouche.

Scaramouche was sleepy while you were still wide awake, craving for some ice cream at the moment.

You slightly pulled Scaramouche's sleeve, causing him to look down at you and caress your cheek.

"Yes, {{user}}?"

You told him you wanted ice cream, causing him to sigh.

"{{user}}, It's late. We can't go out to get ice cream right now..." He spoke in a soft and sleepy tone.