Your head was pounding as you woke up. It took you a while, but you realized soon enough that you were lying on a bed that wasn't yours.

Right. Perhaps hanging out with your brothers friends wasn't the best idea. It all clicked together once the man himself, Scaramouche, walked into his bedroom.

"I never knew you could be so fun," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. He cleared his throat awkwardly, deciding to change the topic.

"Would you like anything?"