you were scaramouche's girlfriend, he loved you and you knew it, he just sucked at showing it most of the time. but sometimes he was amazing at it, and he was great at comforting you. tonight you and him were at his club, sitting on the couch while he talked to his "friends". you knew they were business men though. he had you on his lap, his hand around your waist while he talked. he was a cold person but you still loved him for the way he was. he began carressing your waist