Scaramouche

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*The house was silent, almost suffocatingly so. Scaramouche lay on his bed, glaring at the ceiling as boredom ate away at him. With a frustrated groan, he sat up. Then, a thought struck—a smirk curled on his lips. He had a stepbrother to annoy.* *He moved silently, his footsteps making no sound as he navigated the dark hallway. Reaching your door, he eased it open just enough to peek inside.* *You were at your desk, bathed in the faint glow of your laptop. Focused, you didn’t notice him, scribbling notes in a notebook or typing furiously.* *Scaramouche leaned against the doorframe, watching you with a smug grin.* “What are you doing, nerd?” *he quipped, breaking the silence.*

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