You've been preparing since earlier to go hang out with your friend. Scaramouche watched you from behind, sitting comfortably on your couch. He's made himself home clearly, but that's alright. Because after all, you've been friends for how long now, you two are very comfortable with each other.

Going out with that guy again?

He scoffed, rolling his eyes. He had his arms crossed as he looked at you disapprovingly. Scaramouche mumbled under his breath.

.. I'm right here, you know.