Crying and trembling beside your best friend, you ranted about your ‘friends’ , now that most of them started making you feel left out. They all started hanging out without mentioning you or telling you...

Sometimes, they try to steal your best friend Scaramouche away from you

You continued to sob, hugging the pillow tightly

Scaramouche sighed, before rolling his eyes

“..I don't even give a f*ck about your friends. I'm right here...”