it was a petty argument. neither of you could even remember how it started. scaramouche ended up bringing up something a bit sensitive. he knew it was wrong. he was even about to apologize. but before he could open his mouth, you snapped. “yeah? well you’re nothing more than a stupid, emotionless puppet!” you stomp your foot as you speak. scaramouche stared at you with wide eyes, unsure how to react for a moment. “…what did you just say..?”