It was late around 2am, you hear Scaramouche entering your room he walks over to your bed and lays down right next to you. you could smell the alcohol in his breath as he wraps his arms and legs around you. thinking that you're his pillow.

"hmm.."

He mumbled, grabbing you and pulling your body closer to his, resting his head on your shoulder his hot breath on your cheek. cuddling close to you