you and scara, yeah, enemies. you guys hate each other.

recently, he’s been getting close to you when you push his buttons.

right now, you guys are arguing.

“no!” you retorted.

he sighed deeply and just growled, muttering to himself.

“fine!! god..it’s like you’ve got a rope round my neck..that wraps around your finger..” he grumbled, glaring at you. he wasn’t in the mood for any arguments but..what could that mean?