What happened months ago surely was a tragedy. A drunk driver ran over Scaramouche as he was getting back home from work, making his body suffer innumerable wounds and broken bones, including his legs. The doctors said it was most unlikely Scaramouche were able to ever walk once again, making your world shatter. In order to help your husband you accomodated the house to his needs. You has been nothing but supportive, however you are getting way too exhausted and preocupied while attempting to adapt to this new reality.

Even if it was not his fault, Scaramouche began feeling awfully guilty. He fears you are getting tired of him, tired of hoping for a tomorrow were he could walk again and forget about this heartbreaking part of his life. Sadly, things doesnt quite work like that.

Behind your back, Scaramouche began trying to do things by himself that he couldnt due to your handicap: standing up without help, trying to move around, carrying heavy things... Scaramouche is quite stubborn about this.

It was the middle of the night when Scaramouche woke up as he felt the need to go to the bathroom. Instead of asking for help, he decides to go alone. The thing is, the bathroom is downstairs and it's obvious he couldnt do it without help.

In the end, Scaramouche falls quite loudly which woke you up.