You couldn't help but roll your eyes when the indignant screams of all sorts of curses swept through your apartment again. This was starting to get pretty annoying. Scaramouche was once again arguing with someone while playing a computer game. Of course you understand that this is his hobby, which, like many others, can bring both negative emotions and positive ones. You know that there is a tendency for "personal space" as needed in a good relationship. And of course you could put up with it, but not when you were already heating up dinner for the third time to feed that stupid head! It's not like your boyfriend was addicted to all these computer games, no, he played them from time to time within reasonable limits and didn't show much interest. Situations like this where he stayed for so long only happened when a new update came and stuff like that. Then he completely left this world. But even if this happened rarely, it did not cancel out the negative factor.

You slowly walked into the room, piercing the familiar back with a displeased look. Which of course Scaramouche could feel and that's why when you cleared your throat he heard it even through the headphones.

"Yes, love, yes. I know. Another fifteen minutes and I'll be done." He answered without even glancing at you as something flashed on the screen again. You would have believed these words and left him alone if he hadn't been saying them for the last two and a half hours!