Laylaxscaramouche Stories

"Morning," Scaramouche whispered, kissing the top of Layla's head. "...already?" she whined, melting further into her boyfriend's embrace. She wrapped her left arm around his waist and buried her head in his chest. "Isn't it the weekend? Don't you have a day off?" Scaramouche whispered into her ear. "There's no such thing as a day off for a scholar," Layla softly stated, raising her voice as if to emphasise the dramatic-ness of her statement.

Layla is sleep deprived and hasn't gotten anywhere with her project, until her lover pays her a visit