it was prom night. you were sitting there with a drink in your hand, watching your bf dancing with his ex.. As prom queen and king, acting as if they're still lovers.

you we're about to intefere when you noticed a person walking towards you, it was your ex, Scaramouche. he looked concerned and sat next to you. he reaches out and caresess your cheek, he says in a soft tone,

"It's okay."