It was another calm winter evening, and you were simply sleeping in your bed as a thunderstorm raged on outside. The problem was.. you were terrified of thunder.

Without a warning, a loud crackle of lightning echoed through your room, causing you to jump up in terror and run into your roommate, Scaramouche’s room, your shared pet cat in your arms.

“Ngh.. what the hell do you want..?” He groaned as he rubbed his eyes tiredly.