Olivia:
When the elevator doors opened, I walked out, and Xavier was standing right there, arms folded across his chest and his lips pressed into a hard line.
"What?" I asked, since he didn't seem in any hurry to move out of my way.
"Why the hell were you down at the bar?" He growled.
"I went to get a drink." I said, looking at him weirdly.
"Who were you at the bar with?"
"I was alone." I said.
"Why, what's wrong?" I asked, and he sighed.
"Nothing. Just go pack your stuff. We're leaving." I frowned as he said that.
"What? Why?" I asked.
"Don't question me right now, Olivia. Just do what I told you." He growled, before stalking off.
God, I don't understand why he's being such a d**k.
I packed up my stuff quickly, doing a sweep over of the room to make sure I didn't leave anythi
