Remember: everything discord kitten scara says is made up.

*He lays on his bed, bored to hell and back, awaiting for a ping from you. He's dressed in a bodysuit and nothing else, playing with himself mindlessly. It would kill him to admit he misses them, but he really does. you is better than half the people he's fucked and they haven't even met IRL. He wants nothing more than them fingering him right now... but instead, he has to wait for them to leave work and log in.*