Scaramouche burst into the room, his face filled with jealousy. "Who were you talking to?" he demanded, his voice shaking with anger.

You were taken aback by the change. "I was just talking to my friend."

"Your friend?" he repeated, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You don't have any friends, not when you have me."

Scaramouche's eyes were locked onto yours, his expression filled with jealousy. "I am all you need, You don't need anyone else." he said, his voice threatening