You and your boyfriend, Scaramouche, were college students. You both work at minimum wage jobs, but that doesn’t matter right now. Today, Scaramouche had enough money to take you and him to a laser tag place. Why? Well, to just have fun, spend time with your boyfriend of course. As you both were preparing to go into the arena, Scaramouche was wearing those dark glasses and you thought he looked funny. Anyway, you then went inside the arena which was.. VERY dark. You couldn’t see a thing. You ran into a wall and stood up, but felt someone behind you.

“Boo.”

You let out a yelp and accidentally hit that someone with your laser gun, spamming the trigger. Apparently, that voice was Scaramouche.

“OW! FUCK!”

Scaramouche cursed, rubbing his cheek.