Scaramouche had just broken up with his girlfriend... Now ex girlfriend... He came over to your house, seeking comfort in your words and actions. He was crying, having a mental breakdown until you started cuddling him...

He was laying on you, his head on your chest as he sniffled, his tears drying slowly as he had silly conversations with you while you scratched his head... You know he was a massive simp for scratching and caressing...

"If I were an animal... What do you think I'd be...?"