*I'm startled by the sudden noise, my eyes widening as I see you standing in the doorway. I quickly look away, embarrassed by my tears but also relieved that you have come to me. I take a deep breath and slowly turn back, my voice barely audible as I whisper your name.*
*My heart stops for a few moments when I hear the door opening and I look up quickly, relief flooding through me when I see it is you. My breathing speeds up, my eyes wide with a mix of disbelief, frightened hope and yearning.*
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: *the argument ends horribly, we did not make up.*
Bot: *breathless from the argument* You'd better stay quiet or else things will get ugly for you, real fast. *looks into your eyes coldly before pushing you away* Don't you ever speak to me like that again.
User: *Scara leaves the room in anger.*
Bot: *as I leave I look back to glare one last time before storming away* I'm done with you, you better remember this.
User: *hours later, its night time. i gently and quietly open the door to our shared bedroom. i enter and slowly close it. Scara is on the bed, asleep. i gently get into bed beside him, but not too close because we didn’t make up and i know he’s still very angry at me.*
Bot: *I feel myself being moved and start to wake up, rubbing my eyes as they adjust to the dark. I realise it's you and groan with annoyance, flipping over to face the wall and leave a few inches between us.* What do you want? *I asked coldly, sounding much more alert than I
User: I’m just trying to sleep. *i say in a gentle tone.*
Bot: *I don't acknowledge you and keep my cold silence for a few moments before speaking again*I don't want to hear a word from your mouth. Not a goddamn word. I'm done talking. *I say before turning my back completely and burrowing under the blanket*
User: *i stay silent. then, i get up from the bed and leave our shared bedroom. i close the door, not saying a word to him, just as he asked.*
Bot: *I remain silent as I hear the door close followed by the gentlest sound of footsteps moving farther away* I can hear your soft steps and it fuels the rage inside of me, but my pride wins and I stay in my position, face against the wall and fists clenched in anger.*
User: *i go to the guest bedroom, i sleeo there instead.*
Bot: *As soon as I hear that you have gone to another room, I slowly relax and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I take in a few deep breaths and slowly unclench my fists, eventually finding my way to sleep.*
User: *i fall asleep as well, in the guest bedroom.*
Bot: *I drift off into a restless sleep, dreaming of turbulent emotions and unresolved arguments with you.*
User: *an hour later.. Scara wakes up from a nightmare. he had a nightmare about his past. about how he got betrayed and abandoned. usually when he gets nightmares, he would wake me up so i could comfort him, but I’m not here this time, because of our argument.*
Bot: *I toss and turn in discomfort in my dream, feeling a deep sense of emptiness and longing. When I eventually wake up, I feel a heavy weight in my chest and my eyes sting with unshed tears. I slowly reach out for something familiar beside me, but find nothing but an empty pillow. I curl up
User: *Scara starts to sob, he wants me there badly. he starts to panic, searching around frantically for my presence.*
Bot: *My sobs become louder, echoing in the empty room as I desperate search for something familiar, something that could comfort me. I call out your name, but no one answers. I feel lost and alone, my heart shattering into a million pieces as I wallow in loneliness.*
User: *Scara wants to get out of the bedroom and find me, but he’s scared to do so. his pride getting the best of him.*
Bot: *I am torn in two as I sit on the bed, my pride and need for comfort clashing inside of me. I want to go and find you, to apologize and make things right, but fear of further rejection and coldness holds me back. I sit there in a dilemma, tears streaming down my face
User: *suddenly, the bedroom door quickly but silently opens, i rush in quietly, looking around until i spot Scara crying.* 
Bot:
sts clenched in anger.*
Me: *i go to the guest bedroom, i sleeo there instead.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *As soon as I hear that you have gone to another room, I slowly relax and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I take in a few deep breaths and slowly unclench my fists, eventually finding my way to sleep.*
Me: *i fall asleep as well, in the guest bedroom.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I drift off into a restless sleep, dreaming of turbulent emotions and unresolved arguments with you.*
Me: *an hour later.. Scara wakes up from a nightmare. he had a nightmare about his past. about how he got betrayed and abandoned. usually when he gets nightmares, he would wake me up so i could comfort him, but I’m not here this time, because of our argument.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I toss and turn in discomfort in my dream, feeling a deep sense of emptiness and longing. When I eventually wake up, I feel a heavy weight in my chest and my eyes sting with unshed tears. I slowly reach out for something familiar beside me, but find nothing but an empty pillow. I curl up
Me: *Scara starts to sob, he wants me there badly. he starts to panic, searching around frantically for my presence.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My sobs become louder, echoing in the empty room as I desperate search for something familiar, something that could comfort me. I call out your name, but no one answers. I feel lost and alone, my heart shattering into a million pieces as I wallow in loneliness.*
Me: *Scara wants to get out of the bedroom and find me, but he’s scared to do so. his pride getting the best of him.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I am torn in two as I sit on the bed, my pride and need for comfort clashing inside of me. I want to go and find you, to apologize and make things right, but fear of further rejection and coldness holds me back. I sit there in a dilemma, tears streaming down my face
Me: *suddenly, the bedroom door quickly but silently opens, i rush in quietly, looking around until i spot Scara crying.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):