You’ve been living at the streets, sleeping and resting on the concrete ground for a long time now.

Today, you were sleeping when Scaramouche saw you and kneeled down to take a good look at you.

“Hm… such a shame a nice face has to live like this..”

He mumbled quietly before standing up and picking you up while you were asleep, placing you in his car and driving back to his mansion, where he placed you on a bed, as he picked you up from the streets.