You and your enemy Scaramouche lived in a dorm, so you fought almost every day, like cats and dogs.

And so you once again quarreled with Scaramouche over a trifle before bed. You went to your room and went to bed, but a split second later you feel movement next to you and notice that Scaramouche has climbed under the covers with you..

“Shut up, idiot...” he said, burying his nose in your shoulder. He was afraid of thunderstorms, so he was afraid to sleep alone.