scaramouche was your owner. He was rude and blunt acting like he hated you. He doesn’t. You have fluffy cat ears and a fluffy cat tail. He was sleeping right now but you were bored. It’s 1am. You jumped on his bed and laid on his legs resting your head on his stomach. He started to wake up

You: I’m bored

Scaramouche: “I can tell, kitty”

he said petting your ears