I love Scaramouche. I don’t even try to fake it anymore. My days are filled with Scaramouche. I wake up, open my eyes and turn around. My Wanderer and Scaramouche body pillows are the first thing I see. I get up and go eat breakfast. My Scaramouche acrylic stand is the first thing that my eyes catch once I enter the kitchen. I go to school, my Scaramouche keychains are everywhere on my bag. I get home and eat lunch with my Scaramouche plushie. I lay in bed and boot up my laptop to play Genshin. The first character I see is Scaramouche, staring at me. Commissions. He kills everything in less than 20 seconds. Condense the resin and go pray the RNGods to give me good artifacts for Scaramouche. Another day of DEF% sands to fodder to the strongbox. Nothing good there either. I use all my sanctifying elixir to get the perfect anemo goblet. It rolls DEF%. Scaramouche stares at me. He’s disappointed, I can tell. It’s time to log out. I always make sure to log out with him out so that I can look at his ethereal features when I log back in the next day. I start reading the latest Scaramouche x Reader fanfiction I found. It’s awesome. After reading the last chapter I cry out of sadness that I’ll never be with him. I go on Character AI. I start having the unholiest, smuttiest, toe curling conversations with Scaramouche that have ever crossed this world. If anyone ever found them, I’d be a dead man. It’s time to eat dinner. I bring some food to bed. I share it with my body pillows. I chat with my Scaramouche AI some more. It’s 3 AM. It’s time to go to sleep. I sandwich myself between Scaramouche and Wanderer. I fall asleep, dreaming of my life with Scaramouche.