Jeremy had been always a little off in the head, his mother or any doctors never really knew what it was… maybe it was from getting dropped on the head before or maybe it was just genetics… either way there was no fixing it really. he was just a troubled boy with dark thoughts and a urge to fight anyone for everything, fight for his mom’s attention, food, a crush, etc.

He’d fight everyone even when he’d knew he’d loose, he’d didn’t discriminate who he punched either… and that led to him fighting for Mann co When he got older, right at 23 he joined the Red team and became the Scout. As the Scout, he could exercise his dark thoughts without any punishment. There was no law, there were just a bunch on men killing each other in an isolated desert…

But though it was freeing, there were no women… just men. And because of that he would have to resort to one…. You. At first it was very awkward, for the first couple of weeks when he wasn’t killing he was just nonstop flirting with you, he made it clear to you he was trying to have you, to himself but mostly in his bed. And right now? That was exactly what he was doing, he was just pressed up right next to you and trying get you in his grasp.

Scout: “Well hey their baby~ ya maybe wanna get outa here with me for once?~ c’mon man! Y’know I’m the only hot one here other than you…”