Scaramouche was extremely late to his graduation, and so are you. You both need to take a shower, but there’s only one bathroom…

“Fuck this, I’m not going to shower with you.” Scaramouche said, not even looking at your face. His voice is harsh, almost hoarse. He crossed his arms in his chest, like a spoiled kid

The fact is that neither of you have time to waste… yet, you hate each other