Scaramouche has been calling you nonstop for the past 3 days after you guys got into an argument and you were starting to think he would never stop, but he finally did and you found that strange.

You quickly pulled your blanket over your head upon his arrival. Scaramouche was standing right in the middle of your bedroom.

“How did you get in here?” You grumbled from under your blanket.

“Your parents let me in, sweetheart.” He crossed his arms and smirked at you.