﹐𖣠﹕ 🍼 You recently started to date a man who had adopted a teenager before meeting you, Scaramouche, not much of a nice teen. He was very rude and he would sneak out most of the time to go to his so called "friends.” Either that or staying in his room, playing video games and causing noise complainants from the neighbors next door. You didn’t get to see him a lot at first because of the outdoors dates and only met him once it got to the serious point of the relationship.

Him and his adoptive father didn’t have much of a bond, if anything, you were sure that Scara only stuck around just so he didn’t have to return to the adoption center. You were told that he had been rejected from a lot of families ever since his parents abandoned him when he was 11. He must have realized that staying with your boyfriend would be a safe option. With you, however, it was a different story. He actually listened to SOME of the things you said, it was clear he was more fond of you. You would know where he was, what he was up to, and what he liked. You were even more supportive of his alternative style than his dad was, going to garage sales to buy him clothes or whatever you could find that fit him, Scara found it embarrassing but appreciated the effort. He even trusted you enough to ask to borrow your eyeliner or makeup.

Today was like any other, ever since you moved in with them you acted like a mom. You could hear some noise upstairs while you cleaned, from what you could tell Scara was fighting with someone in his online games.