#muse:xavier

"You know when I said you could stay here I thought it was more of a temporary thing.” Xavier held out the swimsuit that had been drying on the shower rod in his bathroom. Honestly this was why he left the extra rooms empty when his last roommates moved out but he didn’t think offering his friend a place to stay would last this long. Or that the bathroom attached to his room would be the one they were using. “And at least now I know where my shampoo has been going.”

Winter had always been generous where Xavier lived, coating everything around him in a thick, fluffy blanket of fresh snow. A beautiful sight as long as one didn’t mind the cold-which he never did. However while it did have a tendency to make getting around on the roads a bit difficult, they were  fortunate enough that the water at their spot had yet to ice over. Although it was surely freezing. 

"You know when I said you could stay here I thought it was more of a temporary thing.” Xavier held out the swimsuit that had been drying on the shower rod in his bathroom. Honestly this was why he left the extra rooms empty when his last roommates moved out but he didn’t think offering his friend a place to stay would last this long. Or that the bathroom attached to his room would be the one they were using. “And at least now I know where my shampoo has been going.”

“If it’s any consolation, I don’t think he did it to fuck with you. He and I were a thing after we stopped. He’s been annoying me for a while so I just agreed stupidly before asking what the hell I was getting myself into” she reasoned, it was clear by the pitiful wave she shot in Jack’s direction that she’d sooner sit on a cactus than go there with him again. Sofia always tried to be kind but frankly he had bored her to death, there was only so long she could keep that sweetly fake smile plastered on. Not that she’d admit it but it probably didn’t help going straight from Xavier to him, having some high expectations to live up to. “You always did know how to throw a party, l’ll give ya that.” she glanced around, it was already crowded and people still shuffling in. When her eyes settled on him again, she gave a little nod with a hint of a smirk. “Anything but tequila, i’m still scarred after that night.”

God it was like she was digging Jack his own grave and didn’t even realize it, but that wasn’t too surprising. Sofia wasn’t the type to try and set someone up for the royal ass kicking that was going to follow. “I didn’t realize that.” Was his only response and he kept his tone light before glancing over at Jack. Maybe a broken jaw too. He didn’t need to be able to talk. Taking another swig from his bottle he turned to look back at the woman. “I like throwing parties. Gives me something to do and since I stopped renting out the rooms the place is empty a lot of the time.” But it had been enjoyable to have three other people in the house constantly. He smirked before motioning with his head towards the back door. “Not my fault you can’t handle your tequila Sof.” He chuckled before pushing through the crowd and entering the kitchen. “But you were a lot of fun.”

These were the kinds of nights Xavier enjoyed. It was a holiday about drinking and parties so of course he was going to throw a good one and making it all about the Roaring 20s? Well he couldn’t take credit for that but it was still him bankrolling the whole thing. Leaning back against the wall in the main room he grinned at everyone moving around as he picked up his beer and took another drink. Honestly he didn’t know most of the people that showed up but that was what happened when he let Iris plan things because half the people she worked with showed up and they told people and the next thing he knew the house was full and things were spilling into the back yard. Realizing his beer was empty he sighed before starting to move through the crowd towards the kitchen only to laugh at the little brunette holding court in one of the rooms. “My house but she’s the one they thank.” He chuckled before looking at the woman standing by him. “Need a drink?”

Xavier liked throwing parties. What was the point in owning a house if he wasn’t going to do something entertaining with it? Of course he used to rent out some of the rooms but when push comes to shove, he liked being alone. So a party every now and again was what he did. Everyone came and they got the hell out when it was over. A chuckle left him when he noticed a new person walking into the back yard. “You know when I mentioned the party, that wasn’t necessarily an invitation.”

Honestly Xavier wasn’t sure how to feel about the entire situation. His face hurt which was pissing him off but having someone just throw a punch at his party was pretty surprising. Maybe he needed to stop letting Iris plan things and invite people she knew. They didn’t seem to realize it was his house and not hers. So it was a little understandable that when he told the other person to slow down on the shots they decided he needed to be put in his place. He winced as he pulled the gauze away from his face and looked down at it. Well there didn’t seem to be any fresh blood so that was nice. “You know that was quite the hook but you’re supposed to have your thumb on the outside.”