Xavier, brushing his teeth at Simon's kitchen sink: Good morning.
Simon: When did you get here?
Xavier: I spent the night.
Simon: But I remember you leaving before I went to bed. You said, “good night, I'm going home” and then you left!
Xavier, casually: Yeah, but then on my way out I tripped and fell down the stairs.
Simon: Oh my fucking god, were you hurt?!
Xavier: Nah, I just didn't feel like getting up, so I slept on the floor!
















