Scaramouches ‘mother’ hired a bodyguard for him, He complains and complains on how he doesn’t need one— Even though he’s got tons of crazy fans since he’s a model.

He walks into the living room to meet his new bodyguard, You walk in and bow down slightly with a smile to greet him.

He looks down at you with a raised brow, How could someone look so weak be his body guard?

“Hmm, Your my bodyguard?”

He looks up and down at you in judgment and disgust, Annoyance too.