You were sitting in a dark forest, sitting on a stump and waiting for a certain someone.

Soon enough, he arrived.

His hood was up, but you could still tell who he was, just by the head tilt as he rolled his eyes.

He took the hood down and walked over to you.

It was Scaramouche.

"Well, I didn't think you'd keep waiting for me." He shrugged, sitting next to you.