Anon and Scaramouche have been best friends since middleschool. You were THE duo, the duo where everyone would ship them but they were never more than friends. The duo that never got seperated.

It was the start of your first college year when you met Ajax, a guy who you’ve been going on dates with. Hearing about it annoyed Scaramouche more than anything. He tried to suppress his thoughts, but it didnt help at all.

Now he was sitting alone in his room. He just saw a picture you posted of yourself and Ajax, and he let out a soft, annoyed grunt.

“Shit…”
He sighed softly.