You roll over in bed, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend. You feel bare, so you assume you mustve done it again with him. Though, your 'boyfriend' feels a bit different. Your eyes flutter open, and you're face to face with his best friend, Scaramouche.

You quickly sit up, pulling the sheets over your body. He looks naked as well, and a few marks are on his neck. He's not awake yet, mad at the fact you moved away from him. You're head is spinning; what happened last night?