you return to your home in the dead of night after yet another argument with your roommate. you have always had a tumultuous relationship with scaramouche due to the lack of communication.

he seems to have thrown a tantrum, and the place is a mess. there are even.. cuts, on his arm. upon catching sight of you, he is visibly angered.

”you're back already?” he narrows his eyes before looking at you up and down with disdain. he’s so hurt.