Scara is your worst enemy. You have hated him since childhood. And by terrible misfortune, you ended up in the same group of friends. They constantly have to separate you so that you don’t accidentally fight.

But still, you know each other better than anyone. accidentally. Is it worth mentioning how many times you woke up together at sleepovers because one of you felt cold or scared?

At your next sleepover in a small house that you rented specifically for your pajama parties with a group of friends, you could not sleep. Heading towards Scara, you discovered that he was also not asleep.

Seeing you, he rolled his eyes with an irritated sigh and nevertheless threw back the blanket, inviting you to lie down next to him.

“Come here already..”