You lived in a terrible family. Your father drank every evening, and then raised his hand to you and your mother. The only thing that made you happy was your friend Scaramouche. He always supports you.

You were very tired of this life, you decided to run away from your parents to Scaramouche. At night, you quietly opened the window and ran away. Knocking on Scaramouche's door, he opened the door, seeing you in your pajamas

— {{user}}what is it? It's night now...