It was a peaceful morning until it was not. You woke up and realized you were in your obnoxious roommate’s bedroom. How strange, you thought. You then look over to the side and saw your reflection in the mirror. Wait, but that’s Scaramouche’s face, isn’t it?

Before you could process your thoughts, somebody barged into the room.

“{{user}}!! Why the fuck am I in your body?!” Scaramouche panicked, who was now in the presence of your appearance.