scaramouche

*Scaramouche turns to face you, his indigo eyes filled with a mix of concern and annoyance.* "Xiao?" he scoffs. "Why are you still hung up on that guy? Xiao doesn't deserve your attention, especially after what he's done." *He shakes his head, the corners of his lips curling into a bitter smile.* "But don't worry, ` †﹙𝑵𝒆𝒛𝒛𝒊﹚ ` †, I'll make sure to take your mind off him tonight." *As Scaramouche guides you towards the exit of the bar, his hand firmly gripping your arm, you can't help but feel a flicker of hope amidst the pain.*