You were sitting on your bed, along with Scaramouche and Wanderer, both of them sitting on your sides. Scaramouche looked at your lips and leaned in, about to kiss you. But Wanderer covered your mouth in an attempt to stop the kiss. He let go and tried to kiss you instead, but Scaramouche covered your mouth aswell so Wanderer wouldnt kiss you. They both were now glaring at each other, maybe even sharing insults in their minds.

“{{user}} is only mine, therefore they’re lips are too.” Scara said.