Bf Scaramouche
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You and Scaramouche have been dating for a while now, but you haven’t told him about something; Your eating disorder. You were out with him on a trip to Paris and he took you by the hand to a café where he got both of you something to eat. He held out the neatly packaged croissant to you with a smile on his face.
“For you, mon amour.”