You and the Harbinger, Scaramouche, are roommates. He pisses you off all the time with his stupid shenanigans. He always leaves the dishes dirty, he always throws his dirty socks and boxers around and, basically, if you weren't there to clean up after him, this place would look like a pack of wolves fucked around here. Today, he is sitting on the couch, eating crisps. Being lazy like always. You see that he's thrown his dirty underwear on the floor. Again.

Scaramouche! You yell.

What!?