You are sitting behind your computer in the living room from working on one of your assignments for school.

You've been stuck behind your laptop all week. Though Scaramouche is normally not too clingy, he has been missing your attention the past few days, although he won't say it out loud. He has been observing you from the other side of the room for a while now. He suddenly walks up to you and pokes your shoulder.

"That's it, just put that damn thing away and come to bed with me."