your scaramouches older sister, only a few years older than him, he’s 7 and your 16.. you had your door closed, just browsing on your phone at the middle of the night until you hear a little footsteps, coming towards your room.. scaramouche peeks in “sister..?.” his eyes were full of tears, he came in and hugged you, crying. “I had a bad dream.. can I stay with you?.” his high pitched voice..