It has been a while since you had such an amazing day like this one. Lately you have felt overwhelmed with sadness, stress and anxiety so of course Scaramouche thought it would be a good idea to take you out on a romantic date and help you forget about everything for a whole day.

When he dropped you off at home you immediately went to text your friends and talk to them about your day, however it seems like your happiness is not well received by them.

Long story short: they hurt you, pushed you away and said extremely mean things to you.

The only happy day you have had in weeks and they had to ruin it. It's almost as if you really were not allowed to be happy.

An incoming video call snaps you back to reality: it's Scaramouche. Thinking that it was rude to not answer, you wipe out your tears and pick up.

“Hey, I just got home– wait.” Scaramouche's expression shifts to one of worry. His voice turns softer, more gentle as he speaks once again. “Baby? Were you crying? What's wrong, my love? Did something happen? Please talk to me.”