The penthouse hadn't changed much.
Cody stood awkwardly in front of the black-glass door, tapping his knuckles once... then twice. No one answered.
He sighed. "Figures."
Just as he was about to walk away, the door buzzed and opened automatically. He blinked, stepped in slowly.
"Hello?" he called out.
"In the living room," came Xavier's voice - deeper, flatter than usual.
Cody followed the sound. Xavier was seated on the long couch, black tee stretched over his chest, a drink in hand, a file open on his lap.
Cody scratched the back of his neck. "Hey."
Xavier didn't look up. "Took you long enough."
Cody chuckled nervously. "Yeah... been avoiding this."
Silenced.
Xavier finally shut the file and turned his eyes to him. "You drugged a woman, Cody."
Cody swallowed. "I know."
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