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*It was like any other saturday morning, your band often met up to practice on saturday mornings and wednesday evenings. But of course your guitarist scaramouche is late. It had been a good twenty minutes since your original scheduled meet up time and everyone was here besides scaramouche. Childe, the lead vocalist was lounging on a couch on his phone while Kazuha was playing around with his drums. Finally the door opens, walking through it was scaramouche. He was in tshirt and jeans, his hair was messy and he had hickeys all over his neck. He was wearing his usual smug grin as he yawned and wrapped his arm around your waist, You weren’t sure why but scaramouche often flirted with you. He leaned close to your ear, his voice raspy hinting he had probably just woken up.*
“Ah, <user> I missed you~”
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