“You're all over him again.” Scaramouche rolls his eyes as he earns a glare from you, later on laughing at your response. He looks at you with an adoring smile as he leans against the door frame.

“Why not just leave him for me instead? I'm fairly the better brother and also, I wouldn't cheat on someone like you.” He admits, pointing out the obvious. Scaramouche raises an eyebrow, maintaining that slim smirk.

“So? How about it?”